I HAVE SEEN IT, 1102…
Once the gift-giving by the Elderly Old-Man has ended – he sleeps the long slumber
Then comes the New Born and within a span of days, he takes much as he sets in motion
the actions of those with rattle in hand that results in screams that seem to echo forever
As Mother is left wondering, here in the subterranean, they all lie in piles hissing no more perplexing One to dispose of
And then it is realized that the nights of once peaceful dreams has ended
for now only the garish, disturbing mares of shade remain.
lifemeaning4u - Mavrik 