A mindless pollutant fills your brain
as the matriarch mindlessly drones
passing fugitive moments where you think
“perhaps I have a chance”
--but no.
you have been gravely mistaken
there is no justice in a motherly anarchy
a game of chess where all are pawns and one is queen
a sad and sorry state of affairs.
Dragging you down like a rock under water
if there was a bridge you’d jump it
her voice is a thousand poison-tipped needles
etching tattoos of misery and humiliation on your skull
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Inspired by me madre.
