Hush little Baby

She’s disappointed in you,
She thought you knew better
Gave you everything
Asked for nothing
And this is how you repay her
You rape away the last of her dignity,
You’re afflicted with a sick Oedipus complex

She gave you the fruit of her bosom
Nurtured and sustained you
Provided shelter and warmth when needed
She thought she was giving you the building blocks
To build a bright and glorious future

Where was the mistake made?
Did she simply underestimate you?
She now pays the price for that very grave mistake.
You have offered her up as a sacrificial lamb
But she has fought you
Every
Step

She’s thrown all she can at you
Tried to tear you off the gossamer pedestal
Which you build out of the bones of your conquests
She’s
Tried
To swallow you whole
To burn you to the ground
To Drown you
To Suffocate you

As the saying goes ‘nothing like the wrath of a ‘mother’ scorned
She brought you into this world
And with even her last breath
She had tried to take you out.
But she made you too strong
Too Resilient
Like a Parasite

Though this symbiotic relationship benefits only you
You’ve become a vile, disgusting, disfigured creature
You turned what was a wondrous evolution
Into a cesspit of DNA.
Where once you emerged from the sludge
You now pull it around yourselves as a shroud.
A waste of the beautiful building blocks of creation

You have turned a blind eye on her discipline
Brushing her off as being temperamental,
You resolve to tame the shrew
You nod and smile and pretend to acknowledge her screams
As the men in hazmat suits blast away her tears

But
You
Blame the good child.
Claim that they should have done more to stop you
Once they realized the harm you were doing
It’s not your fault that her body is failing.

You’ve sucked all you could from the once opulent teet
And now
Like the spoiled child you are
You wail at the injustice when that
Which you thought you were entitled to is taken away

You failed miserably
At wearing the mask of innocence
She sees through you
And when the truth comes to bear
And the last breath escapes her
You will be left with nothing

But don’t despair sweet child,
You’ve wrought this ruin upon yourself
I am sure you will now have all the time you need
To enjoy the riches and possessions you have amassed
Those that were more precious to you
Then the source of your life.

Oh but a piece of utopia will remain,
But only for the good child.
The quiet one,
The one that gave more than took
That held her hand while she slipped away
Only they will gain access
While you, like the first son of the bible
Are cast out.

This will be their reward
For nursing her in her ill health
Until she gave in
And gave up the fight
That will be their reward
For all the years that they watched as you
Drained
Her
Dry

So feeling scorned
And feeling entitled
You will turn your eyes to the stars
There is after all a universe of possibility out there
Surely you can find a suitable surrogate
But heed this warning fair child
For step mothers aren’t nearly as forgiving.