Outrageous in the loveliness of dawn
The truth hangs lifeless from the sky
The sickle moon grins taunting from her eye
The menstrual blood still dripping from her form.
With monstrous murderous mocking cries of scorn
The carrion birds triumphant as they fly
In passing scythe her flesh to sate the lie
And summon darkness in a thickening storm.
But in the patch of blood a glint of morn-
-ing Light reveals the embryo of truth unseen
To be stumbled on by small ones asking why
Who incubate her, growing to defy
The untruth. So the sunrise blossoms keen
Through beautiful transparent truth reborn.
