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Mama In The War

A Poem by:

Sheema Kalbasi

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You took us,

your children,

under your hands, mama,

beneath the steps of our home's first floor,

to protect us from the bombs.


You never slept

and in the hot summer nights

your only mission

was our safety.


You are my president mama,

you and all those women,

who protected

and still defend their children

against the blinded-with-hatred

soldiers of death

...all around the world...


Under the bombs, you showed no fear.

The drastic changes in our lives,

you took

quiet and peaceful

with your inner love and belief

and tried to dispel,

the terror of death

from the

filled-with-fear eyes

of your children.


You made a new reform of solidarity

and election of bravery

in our home.


You drove us to

the polished satisfaction

of holding each other's hands

through the rough times...


In the deepest corners of my memory,

deep in my heart,

deep in my thoughts,

of blackout

and no candlelight,

I could see your blond hair,

brown eyes

and comforting face.


My vote goes to you, Mama.


Sheema Kalbasi
Copyright © 2000

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