Do Not Hope to be a Princess
by Michael Espinoza
Said the mother, "Daughter, heed me; you are blessed to herd the cattle.
Do not hope to be a princess, lest your husband die in battle.
Lest your sons within their coffins be returned to you to mourn them.
Though our stations be the lowest, rush not recklessly to scorn them.
Heed my words, my dearest daughter; do not think them idle prattle:
You were spared the misery of having kinfolk die in battle."
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