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The Queen Of Our Hearts


                                   Queen Elizabeth II is dead

The whole world seems to be wailing, mourning

All day and night long, from early morning

To very late of the dead

Of the night. The Queen’s pictures

Are everywhere. Different features

Of the deceased Queen are on

All the channels. Once upon

A time, there was a Queen

Who lasted seventy years reigning

Over many countries in the Caribbean

In Africa and elsewhere. Many are mourning

And the others don’t seem to care

‘Cause people die every second of the hour. Is it fair

That we see so much pomp and grandeur

In this day and age, when so many live in horror

Hunger, poverty and insecurity? Yet, we tend to forget

About the Queen of our hearts: Our Dear Mother

That we take for granted and love with all our heart

Love our Mom, because she’s the true Mother Nature

Spread love, spread the seeds of affection to all Women

On the planet. And remember that Mom is our real Queen.

 

Copyright © September 19, 2022, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved

Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.

 

 

 

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