I lay in my bed silently,
trying to catch the lucid dreams,
dangling above my head.
Not even the softness of my pillow could
comfort my restless thoughts.

My realizations leave me struck down.
I lay for scores of minutes.
Unable to answer my own inquiry,
I arise from my bed.

As I stumble silently down the stairs,
I listen for my mother in the living room.
She turns as she senses me enter.
Her tired eyes send a quiver down my spine.
Just as she is about to speak I ask,
“Why are so many people mean, momma?”

With a peaceful look in her eyes,
She responds, “They are missing a very important part of their life.
They are missing love, dear.”

She kisses my head and
Hugs me tight.
Showing her affection as she says,
“Goodnight my daughter, sleep peacefully.”