Then the mothers said
Disturb me not, for I am weary
Let me sleep for five minutes
When they woke up after five minutes
Their daughters had become mothers
And their sons, FATHERS.
They woke up and embraced GRANDCHILDREN,
And more generations who do not know
The ways of their blood
To a whole new world
Where women are now female, men
And no longer MOTHERS,
A generation of strangers
Who takes plastic as a soulmate?
And fight against flesh and blood.
Their sons turn into women.
And their fathers, fathers of their grandchildren
Please wake up, Mothers!
Your children cry out for you.
You are the breast on which they suckle
You are a strong force,
That brings sanity to humanity
Wake up, Mothers!
I know you are very weary.
From the burden you bear
Don’t ever think you are nothing
The world is hungry without you
Wake up, Mothers!
Five minutes is too long a time
For the jaws of darkness
Are right behind your children
Wake up, Mothers!
Look at the monstrous weeds.
That has grown over your home.
Wake up! We cry.
