Chain of Command
Her newly formed body
Appeared above ground
She rose to look around
No words spoken
But eyes wide open
To gather in all sound
...chains
Such a horrible racket
As man plodded earth
Dragging obligation
From the moment of birth
Mother's voice commanding
Harsh barks to child
Nothing sweet, meek or mild
Cycles of sorrow
Blustering forth in the 'marrow
To link innocence to defile
...commands
Vibrations of discord
Reverb bouncing off walls
The art of melody, lost
To the Great White Halls
...of thunder
Written by Trudy Schrader on 05-10-2022
Copyright © Trudy Schrader | Year Posted 2022
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