Mother
Jan 15, 2021
I was born in your abyss,
along with many other creatures.
We huddled in your translucent blanket,
sheltering in the darkness,
thriving in suspended incubation.
Oblivious to the threats outside,
we had you to protect us.
Always ready to become a martyr,
throw yourself on the rocks,
the crushing sound of your body our lullaby.
And we grew,
And we grew.
And when we reached the surface,
we forgot about you.
George is an author, researcher, podcaster, chemist, molecular biologist and food scientist. You can follow him on Twitter @99blackbaloons , listen to his Spotify podcast George reads George, join his mailing list, or enjoy his books
