Rache

I still hear...

The rustling of that laburnum

Kissed by the golden rays of the sun...

All mingled with your sweet soothing hum.

I still remember...

The day you lovingly held me 

Dreaming under my emerald tree 

That stone promise to protect my sanctity...

...which now remains a mere memory. 

The time we spent,

The dreams we saw,

The promises we made...Everything...

Lies locked and forgotten in a deep well of despair. 

You did not just leave me...you tortured me.

My once mirror rivers now stink of your betrayal. 

My golden gravel stained with the blood of innocent. 

My peaceful white peaks mottled with the bodies of the dead. 

The bruises glow brightly on my now ashen face,

Where you chopped down the green and left barren chagrin.

My little children toil, my oceans are in turmoil, 

All just to make your hellish life better.

You've crushed me enough.... betrayed me enough...killed me enough...

And I shall still bear it.

I shall still let you maim me.....till I break. 

And when I do...You shall whither.

You'll see the clouds rain hell,

My oceans and rivers swell

And drown the land under your transient feet

My womb shall burst, erupting hot, putrid revenge,

And I shall watch.. as you choke on its stench.

Acid for water, smoke for air, lava for fire...

Oh, how you will beg for hell!

For a drop of water, you shall crave

No land to dig your children's grave

This, my man, is the path you pave.

For now.....I shall wait.

Wait for the day of my revenge....my Rache.

And something tells me...

That day is not quite far away.