All that were tainted with deathly smiles
of lingering hunger so many had been
consumed in one day. Never a thought
for those that were not yet born, yet
devoured in eagerness, depravity of the
fallen now smeared upon breath.

They had covered them for warmth bright
Colours of the unborn, wisps that took a
generation to seed but you all just fractured
them. Feeding your young on our children.
With belated smiles they converged in
anticipation of devouring everyone brought.

This season of consumption where our numbers
dwell to near extinction, but you never fear as
one that can produce so many in one seeding.
You just bait your time till numbers populate
your desired hunger. You gluttons of eggs so
fragile of life now smeared over your sickly smiles.