A Poem by C.M. Dakota (Ky)

Written after a very heated debate on nuclear war. Absolutely up for interpretation.

Mother, I'm sorry,
I could not protect you.
Death comes slowly,
What could I do?

Mother, I'm sorry,
Your eyes that cry for me. 
They dry up, face is cracked,
And I was too blind to see.

Mother, don't leave me,
I can't live alone.
Your breath fills my lungs,
But you are cold, like stone.

Mother, I'm sorry,
Your children are dying.
We've destroyed ourselves,
Our bodies burn, and our souls are flying.

Mother, don't fret,
Your children have passed. 
We dance among stars,
With our Mother at last.

© 2017 C.M. Dakota (Ky)

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Added on November 24, 2017
Last Updated on November 24, 2017
Tags: mother earth, mother, loss, destruction, human nature, nature, pagan


C.M. Dakota (Ky)
C.M. Dakota (Ky)


My name is Ky, I'm a 19 year old college student studying Theatre and Film. I've been writing a long time, and have developed a knack for hyperbole. I often write about dark topics, as writing is a cr.. more..

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