Darkness Was Claiming the Sky
She discovered that life came in all flavors,
Benign, cruel, incompetent and gifted,
In all of that she sifted,
Torn clothes,
No shoes on her feet,
She wandered aimlessly
Down a busy street,
Nothing left of the hope
She had earlier in the day,
All that remained was a hollow dread,
A vague sense that
Life and death were coming to a head,
Her own life would fade she’d fear,
And on that chilly gray day,
There was death floating in the air,
She was much too sad to cry,
And the rains came,
As the darkness was claiming the sky,
She was feeling the full dose of dread
That dogged her all day,
Clinging and there to stay,
It was very clear,
She could not suppress the fear,
Her heart would race,
Blood smeared across her face
As she fell to her knees,
Then the memories came back,
Fully armed and started the attack,
She couldn’t stop her child from crying,
And after hours of trying,
She did the unthinkable,
Cupped the infant’s nose and mouth,
She would kill,
Her husband tried to stop her,
But the infant would remain still…
© 2013 Frank Atanacio