She gave her spirit to one & all, served
up on a tray,
To the men she had loved, who then left her
to play,
To the babies she had borne, who then all flew
away,
To the young, to the elders & to all those
in her sway,
She gave all that she had, every night, noon
& every day,
She gave to all those in need, without ever
having a say,
To one & all, until her own being, began
to unravel & fray,
To all lost souls, wherever they trod &
wherever they lay,
She gave her spirit to every creature who passed
her way,
To all the silent ones & to all those who´d
bellow & bray,
To the world she gave, until finally, she knelt
down to pray,
With nothing left, she asked God, “Please send
spirit my way.”
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