Mother, you come every year
Spreading light and joy
For a moment in time
Earthlings conceal
Darkness of tormented hearts
Do you not see the ploy?
What tears hide behind thy smiling face
I wonder, as you see beyond the haze
Do you heave in silent fury
At perfidy of your children?
The lust, the greed, the pain
They inflict on each other
Devout lips chanting your praise
E'en as unholy hearts contemplate downfalls
You see it all
Your shining weapons unmoving
Held still in ominous restraint
Unleashed unexpectedly
cut short human pride
As on your lion you serenely ride.
Come. Mother.come
With thy terrifying rage
For demons gloat and preen
Assume infallible strength
Make them feel your spear
Pierce their ego filled minds
Leaving them prone
At thy blessed feet
Realizing at length
Their Mother's infinite strength.
Rage on, Dear Mother, rage on
Deny us not thy fury
Docile Earth awaits redemption
At thy hands
Bring on Pralay, if thou will
And after the apocalypse
may a new dawn break
Wiser, kinder, more embracing.
No comments:
Post a Comment