Falling
Falling
Falling
Still.
But the eyes were not of her mothers
They were of the window sill
Blank
Robbed by tyrants
We seem to allow to lead the world nowadays
What do you know about heart break
When the human race is reeling from the break of its own
Blood
Traits

A grimy 5-year old adorns broken eyes
Her hands curled with
Hunger cries

You.
You watch her bleed.
You.
You watch her knead.
You.
You watch her kneel
And finally keel over.

While her brother stands behind her
Holding his mother’s heart
While it murmurs
A sealed call of sleep
Her eyes no longer of this world.

Her thoughts to her daughter’s
Pangs of hunger she could never fulfill
It was the drought, you see
The starvation
The deprivation.
The forced deprivation.
Yes you.

You watch.
You let her breathe pain.
You chain her dreams
And rob her life
And her children’s hopes
Of a beautiful world.