Filicide

The darkened sky wraps its arms around us,
Cradles us,
Oh so elegantly.

The coloured sky dances around us,
circles us,
Oh so perfectly.

But you tore yourself apart,
Your flawed beauty is holed with unseeing stars.

So fill your orifice with sickening smog,
Hover over us like a black bird,
As we greet the reaper in the darkest chambers.

Mothers said to bid you farewell,
And you will hear the screams echo as the water rises above our heads,
When you murder your own creations, your own children.