A Mother's Heritage

A thousand years of Chinese reign.
A hundred years of French domain.
Twenty years fighting brothers each day,
A mother's fate, left for her child,
A mother's fate, a land defiled.

A thousand years of Chinese reign.
A hundred years of French domain.
Twenty years fighting brothers each day,
A mother's fate, bones left to dry,
And graves that fill a mountain high.


Teach your children to speak their minds.
Don't let them forget their kind--
Never forget their kind, from old Viet land.
Mother wait for your kids to come home,
Kids who now so far away roam.
Children of one father, be reconciled.

A thousand years of Chinese reign.
A hundred years of French domain.
Twenty years fighting brothers each day.
A mother's fate, our fields so dead,
And rows of homes in flames so red.

A thousand years of Chinese reign.
A hundred years of French domain.
Twenty years fighting brothers each day.
A mother's fate, her kids' misdeeds,
Her kids filled with disloyalty.

-"Gia Tai Cua Me" (A Mother's Heritage), by the late-Trinh Cong Son, Viet Nam. Translated by Rich Fuller

Have you ever read the Bible? Pff no.

But in one of the stories, where the water is bloody, Moses steps into the water, and the blood separates from the water and just around him, the water is is pure, and everywhere else it's still bloody water, which is what I wanted to do for this.
I thought the symbolism would be nice.
*edit* It was Moses xD not Jesus.

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