Fuming Mother

Worship the money and love the fame, Became a fools mantra and your disdain. You watched as they consumed and consumed, now all you see is darkness, doom and gloom. Your deep, deep outrage you did not spare, your time went far beyond the need to care. You warned and you warned over the years, the alarm fell silent-falling upon deaf ears. Your frustrations sired wrath and needless bane, so you unleased storms fury-thunder and rain. With your anger this violent aittack, you stung like a whiplash crack. So we watched as the innocent in blood they paid, when your savage whirlwind of fury came out to play