The masked madonna

The-masked-madonna

 

Exiled from the comfort of the womb

into a riot of sounds and blinding lights

the shearing pain invading

your virgin lungs, and an assault

of new sensations, and helpless

for what you knew before

here does not apply. 

.

You don’t know where you are coming to;

it is a world full of dispair and fear,

of joy and pleasure and beauty unsurpassed,

desires and ambitions and struggle for fulfillment

and wonders, endless wonders. 

And perhaps meaning. 

.

So, start now! Grab that breast

take in the scent, feel that heartbeat

pull at the mask and make a face

at her who’s signed, owned and delivered you

and will forever hold you in her arms

your very own masked madonna.

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