Puzzler-2
Born from a legacy of blood
A mistress yet denied by her tots.
Neither got honour, nor pride,
Gravely feeding who stabbing back.
Love-denied miracle, she passing by.
A time will come when all will know,
Darling mother has died so hard,
Eager was though, to arm us all.
Shame on us we hideous shams
Honour she gave, we return lash.
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