Choosing to live

When a mother decides to live...

In the dark and gloomy chambers of a decrepit house,

Lived a lady in tormenting fear and despair

Her innocence forbidden her to rebel and grouse,

Against the animal so wild and unfair

An epitome of forgiveness and peace,

She was a selfless and caring mother

Angels were pretty; alas the animal never cared to bother

A more sinister recipe was perhaps brewing in his fiendish pressure cooker

That night was going to be long and dark

Sun ran to the west leaving the dark chambers darker than ever

A strange stillness presaged an extinguished lamp forever

as the animal began to give shape to his plan in most diabolical manner

It did something inconceivable to human race

Its impeccably planned act left them with no time to brace

Horribly woken from her nightmarish dream, she drowned in liquid fire

It dissolved her eyes and ears – both – as she shielded her angels from the acidic ire

At first it tasted acerbic, then there was no taste at all!

Perhaps her tongue had gone too, making it difficult to shout and call

She could only moan and wail sans any tears

Either her glands had failed or the acidic heat prevented them to appear

She was writhing in deep agony and deadly pain

beyond worldly imagination and empathy that man can attain

Just when death seemed to be the final solution

She felt some movement and her will gained traction

She had to fight and live, not for herself,

but for those little lives who called her mother

After a long time which felt like eternity, Sun once again rose up from the dead

Help had arrived and the new family was ready to embrace life and move ahead.