THE INK WELL POETRY CHALLENGE: THE EMBRYO

Hello there,I'm a newling on this platform and it's my first time to engage in this poetry challenge. Hope you'll enjoy yourself.

You thought yours was life
You dreamt to answer a name
The cuddling pleasure wasn't your destiny
A nonentity of no name
Waiting for the Eternal's breath in your nostril

But you were taken in your embryo
Your wayward father
The prodigal son of his society
Did not wait in his flight to see you
Or did not have the chance of seeing
Himself b In the mirror of your face

You were not destined to see
And mourn the rascality
Of the dogs whose heat produced you
Yours was only a dream
A dream in the true meaning of dreams
A fantasy of having what others have

But you were in a wrong room
A hot room bereft of an exit
Leaving you to sofocate and die

She whose supposed name would be mother
Took the pains of sharpening the sword
With which she stabbed your breath away
And brought you forth in shambles

Meaningless to this world you never saw
Your assumed irresponsible father
Thanked her for your mishap
With many kisses and plenty of the dog-acts
The process that produces many
More victims you never know as a family

Our land is polluted by your blood
That speaking blood your killers' snare!
That speaking blood your kindred's grief!
The warring blood against this land
Killing it's beauty

Your blood like Abel's cry your vengeance
Who was by his brother slaughtered
I join in your grief
You were by your own mother butchered
Your own blood mother, I mean

Your pain is worst than Abel's
They strangled you without qualms
Assassinated you for more pleasure
They sound you into gutters
The Shame you've died to remember
And the grief you'll remember not to forget
Adieu Embryo!