great mother mystery
your children are blind
they have no memory
of their days in the sun
great mother mystery
you've eaten their eyes
they play in the darkness
until their living is done
we whisper Sanota
your lovely name on our lips
it escapes those who think
they know you better, yet
great mother mystery
your children are deaf
they lack the listening
to hear behind the truth
great mother mystery
you've tasted their ears
they've been fed everything
and are too full for proof
we invoke Sanota
your sweet name on our tongues
it escapes the logical not
fathoming chances, yet
great mother mystery
your children are mute
they choose to choke on
their words and their spit
great mother mystery
you've sewed up their mouths
they serve in their silence
in sties of ignorance and shit
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