Relatives

RELATIVES

Look behind the eyes in the emptiness of her face
Behold what you have all done in your ignorance
You took so much suckling at her breast again, again
Till she was dry, desolate, with nothing left
Can you see behind the eyes, in the emptiness of her face
Do you behold what your tongues have created
Do you leave behind your lies for her to grasp
The straws of a dying woman vanishing in your wind
Have you seen behind the eyes at the emptiness in her face
Have you looked out at the desolate wastelands before her
You who took so much and left so little, you her prodigal offspring,
She who has given you so much, she who has none left with which to live.