Poem for my english literature class
The Mother would like to see you now
The Mother is draped across her feathery throne
As it drops down from the sky
Her Blue and Green skin
Ashy with disease
She is choking,
Dying from the liquid seizing her pores
She will soon expire,
and her subjects will prosper.
The town suffers with euphoria as The Mother descends from the clouds
her message is clear:
"My people have failed me, now we must die"
The humans rejoice and dance,
their goal reached at last
While The Mother weeps acidic tears,
Her flesh sizzling in the sunlight
A constant ring of ash encircling her head
The flood is coming.