Mother Earth , Death and life - dark poem

avigail

At breakfast

Mother Earth eats people’s deaths.

 

And new babies  are born every moment

To supply food for lunch.

 

At lunch, Mother Earth eats people’s deaths

 

And new babies  are born every moment

To supply food for dinner.

 

At dinner, Mother Earth eats people’s deaths

 

And new babies  are born every moment

To supply food as snacks

 

In between meals, Mother Earth eats people’s deaths

 

And new babies are non stop born

While I sit in my personal Mother mourn.

  • Author: AVIGAIL (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 7th, 2017 10:16
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Augustus

    Did your mom just pass? My condolences. This is a heartfelt poem of life, death and the nature of Mother Earth.
    If you were near I would sing to you from the Kaddish, Yitgadal v’yitkadash sh’mei raba b’alma di-v’ra....with much love, A.

    • avigail

      thank you so much Augustus
      you touch my heart
      hugs
      avigail



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