The Taboo Master

by N J Thornton   Sep 3, 2004


The child lies in a morgue pretending to sleep,
Whilst the mother sings a broken lullaby,
Like the moon hiding behind the winter clouds,
The feeble mourning hides a hollow goodbye.

Tasting the pungent chant, the pine is ready,
The final sour note has renounced evermore,
A limbo of the unknown enduring frost,
An emotive massacre in lingual war.

An evil eye to forespeak the fatal wound,
The hypocrite, insecure with the restrain,
A struggle to cover indented foot prints,
That cannot be covered by pitiful rain.

I feel this piece has several meanings, so it may mean something different to one person from another. Please let me know what you think and what it means to you.

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  • 17 years ago

    by IdTakeABulletForYou

    Wow.
    One of the few words to describe what i read.
    Wow.
    Incredible piece.
    5/5
    ~stephen white

  • 20 years ago

    by FTS Miles

    Perhaps it's just me, but I acquired the impression that something nefarious, but not necessarily fatal had occurred to the child... or more so, fatal, but not necessarily "an end" per se. Maybe even vampiric or necromantic in nature. Perhaps it's just too much Anita Blake.

    But it's a great poem. I love how vividly you evoke the mood regardless of meaning. I'd love to hear what you dreamt/conceived/envisioned that led to this, though.

  • 20 years ago

    by Rebekah

    This is a brilliant poem. This is about well what i think a mother mourning for her child, excellent work though

  • 20 years ago

    by Not Bulletproof

    i agre with beki thats what i thought... marvelous job, awesome vocabulary use and i ncredible rhymes..great flow keep it up <33
    -Mortalidaga
    xxTakeCarexx
    smile <3

  • 20 years ago

    by Jacki

    Whilst the mother sings a broken lullaby,

    What does that first word mean? Is it a typo maybe? ANyways I thought this poem was amazing, and i can see where you're coming from how it can have different meanings. It does give off a different feel excpecially if you re-read it. Awesome job.

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