I have strangled the child
Since you left it to die
To keep it from suffering further
To relieve my ears of its wails.

For we fostered this child together
And promised to nurture it.
Let it prosper into great beauty,
Into mighty strength.

Yet then, you change its diapers
With such fear and disdain.
For you were jealous of others
Supposedly in their superiority.

So it was left for me, alone
The cries were endless
No joy was due to last
The next tear was just around the corner.

Within my own despair, I hoped
That I could provide on my own
And prove its worth
But you never turned your head.

So then, I found my belt
And fastened it around the neck.
Through its wails and my tears
I tightened until the silence came.