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Nature is Wonderful A mother cries over the body of her deceased son,
his body lies limp in her arms,
his spirit hovers above.
He doesn't understand why Mommy is crying
Or why she is holding that statue,
The statue with his face.
He tries to hug her tight,
but passes right through.
She shivers,
then she cries harder.
His sobs match hers as
he kneels in front of her
"Momma why you cry?"
he whispers into the air.
Mama LOOK AT ME.
She doesn't pay attention but then she never did
But then like the words of a storybook
her thoughts float before him.
"Is this what he was asking for,"
she clenches the small bag of cocaine,
"Mama I WANT SUGAR."
WHY DIDN'T I PAY MORE ATTENTION.
