Mother the Hunter
Mother, oh mother,
How long, how long now,
Can't you leave men alone?
Yesterday, was all history,
Today, is another hi-story,
But tomorrow is the big misery.
Have you no ears, or are you...
The ant in the devil's hood
Mother, the sky is about red.
The tiger around -is you,
Living a life of delilah,
The result is in letter inks.
Your underneath is a world!
Both, in wideness and diversity
Of positivity and Negativity.
A soul born of a priest in kind,
Nurtured and groomed in vineyard,
Has become nightmare in the daylights.
Men are scared of you,
Even the four corners of the world,
Peace is far from your tent.
Mother, stop the hunter you are...
Turning back is now or...
Eternal in abyss you'd tour.
©Author Kelly JUUZ
(A salient prolific author...)
24/08/2018
11: 25AM
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem