The Motherland

The belly - distended

the eyes were out appended
the face - contorted

the sun - comforted

                           not


it waxed hot

the cry of a mantra

of utter lack, the mantra

of devoid space, the mantra

the eyes spoke of Hades' hand



the mouth was empty

the belly was empty

the visage was truly empty

the mother of humanity

keens a dirge of pity


a cry of 'let there be'

a cry of 'let it be'

for at her heart she starves

and at her heart lies death



(GSK) © 


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