The Mother Song
A daughter walks home
Through the woods all alone.
She longs for her mother,
and the warmth of the hearthstone.
She never sees the wolf
who stalks through the trees.
She never hears his steps,
only wind through the leaves.
He pulls her off the path
and drags her to his lair.
She screams for her mother,
and dies in the darkness there.
Her mother comes running,
hearing her daughter’s cries
She rushes through the woods
to where her daughter lies.
She sees the vicious beast,
eating her precious girl.
It awakens the mother’s wrath,
for her daughter was her world.
Fury burns her soul.
She becomes a beast of her own.
Her mind fills with darkness.
Her heart is hard as stone.
She kills the devil wolf.
Vengeance gives her strength.
She tears him asunder.
With her claws and her teeth.
So mark me, all ye monsters,
who prey on daughters fair
We mothers will come hunting.
We are the beasts you must beware.
Let the daughter walk home,
through the woods all alone.
Let her go to her mother,
and the warmth of the hearthstone.