Beware

Beware the fury of a mother.

Her rage is a force to behold.

You will find that it matters not

If you are bigger, stronger or whatever;

Beware the fury of a mother.

The Wolf will take on a Bear

The Bear will square off against poachers

The Lion dares not anger the Elephant

You should not have dared

The fury of this mother. Beware.

Beware the fury of a mother,

Especially the mother whose fiery rage

Has deadened down to an icy fury

That summons forth the hounds of hell

That summons forth the gods themselves.

Beware the fury of a mother.

The Morrighan, Kali-Ma, Hecate 

All the goddesses of fury hear our cry for

Vengeance and justice.  You think you’re safe.

Beware the fury of a mother.

I delight in knowing what you do not

I see the noose tightening around your neck

Even while you think you can still breathe.

My patience has my fangs dripping and ready

For you to realize, too late, that you should

Always beware the fury of a mother.

You will wish that you had never

Brought it to life, brought out the beast,

The Wolf in me.  My fangs are ready

And you will wish for them in your throat

Rather than to face the justice coming.

The gods drew you back into this place,

Brought you where your Karma awaits

Soon you’ll behold my cold, smiling face

As you learn this universal truth:

Beware the fury of a mother.