Mother of Sorrows
I despise Mother for creating this world of suffering.
But… with each curse I hurl at Her,
I bite her ankle, this Mother of Sorrows, this Architect of Hell,
Snarling, kicking, giggling, all at once,
“I hate you for creating this world of sorrows.” I scream.
She stops tickling, stops laughing, and all of creation grows Silent.
“That is why I Love you so.”