The Mother Dreams # 6

The rot unbrought
Stifles me
The rot uncaught
beckons me

I am here
You are there


The World buys a piece
I state a case in grease
The World sucks at the feed
I feel your need

I am here
You are there

Mother, Mama, Breast
Milk, Manna, Rest
Nothing remains as they try to erase
In phases that I lived and all that I've faced

The truth is a bitter pill Ma
I swallowed long ago
The world dies at its feet
I died long ago
The truth is a bitter pill Ma

All gone Ma
Nothing remains Ma

The breath that I breathe
Is my last sheath
It enters me, I don't inhale it

The breath that I breathe
Is my last defeat
It exits my being, I don't exhale it

Lord of Lords
Who do I pray to
Who do I neigh to
Who do I sway to
What do I bray to

Bye Ma
My Lie Ma
I try Ma
I sigh Ma

Who do we say yes to
I say I say many nos to your truth Ma
Who do we say yes to
None remain, Just a train of maybes Ma

Bye Ma
Rest in Peace