How are you Mother?

Mother,
How are you alright after bading so many sudden goodbyes?
Mother,
You should be curling up on the couch,breathing in the scent of winter
Mother,
You should be humming the song of passing seasons while weaving a quilt for your youngest
Mother,
You should be counting to little fingers and to little toes as your first grandchild squeals in delight
Mother ,
You should be preparing lunch boxes for the great harvest,father gets really hungry at noon
Mother,
You should not be counting bodies under the rubble of the enemies
Mother,
You should not be begging for dead bodies to come back to life
Mother,
You should not be drape in black when yellow is your favourite colour
Mother,
You should not be wandering at 3 am,engraving names lest my brothers be forgotten
Mother,
Hollow should not be the face i see when i look at you
Mother,
How are you alright after going through everything?
Mother,
Where do broken people go? Because there is no home for us anymore.