Words From The Abyss.

Blubirds and rain

By: Fathers Beress T chipuka

Rain drops fall from a grey sky
and white birds are dyed blue,
by the rain
Winds carry the last breaths of all who've died .
An example must be set.

A serpent slithers down the brown grassy ground.
how can anything be upright without a leg to stand on, a question raised as
Chirping from a tree distracts the serpent's hunt to devour life pound for pound

hours have passed since their mother left them
Oh how will whitebird chicks be mothered by a bluebird
The serpent begins climbing the tree
As the chicks seek their mother

Shades of blue flock in mid air as bluebirds dance in rage as
The serpent approaches the hollow seeking only the chicks but

From the grey and green yonder a bluebird who's blue's so heavy its navy
Approaches the cruel and subtle serpent
With a hiss the serpent lunges biting the bluebird's neck

the bue bird goes down, freed from suffering as cold serpent's coils wrap around the bluebird
They hit the ground as serpent tightens itself around bluebird as
white hatchlings can only watch unknowingly as their mother bluebird's eyes fade to white.

serpent tightens it's coils while pumping the bluebird with venom
Waters ripple, as a water puddle is dyed red by a snake and a dead bluebird while
Grey skies bless the earth with tears

Fellow bluebirds flee to safety for
In time nothing remains but orphans and patches of red
Your mother is now dead, feed yourselves .

An example has been set.
Are you ever really free to be or not to be, or do you just tell yourself lies?
and are you taking this down poet?
yes I am
For I am lost between the lines
For I am but a feeble writer and
I write in madness