Endless Sorrow
/When tragedy struck
It devasted the mother
Of the poor boy in our village
Weeping for months
Her mournful cry
Heard in our neighborhood
Still heard her wailing
On her son’s death day
Year after year at the accident site
Wholeheartedly she pled to heaven
Never could she win back her son
Only more grief laid down in her heart
How brief was her joy
Watching her child growing
How long were her grievous years
Mourning the tragedy
Villagers sighed
Wished she never had that son
By Shih-Fang Wang
From: United States