Knock Knock

Original Oil Painting on Belgian Linen

By Helen Norton

92 x 122 cm

2000 Bye Bye Sunfly

Knock Knock  (Mother talking to Auditor)

 

Got you by the tail

Mouse with no whiskers

Now let me hear you wail

 

Stalk ‘me out’ you will?

Vermin for my appetite

Will reverse your intent of kill

 

Chew the frills of my soul

And poison your lips

If you dare to break the whole

 

You little pip squeak

You get naught but contempt

From the strength you thought was weak

 

I rule by default of your vision

Which keeps you dumb

And drives me with precision

 

Get back to the smaller place

You came from

And let me get on with my rule of grace

 

I am the mother of all and more

Including your existence

So step back through the door

 

You barged your way with ignorance and demand

You toy with power

You don’t understand

 

Plug your cord between my breasts

Cleavage will swallow you

And spit you from my nest

 

Lie to my children every day
One day they wake up

And then you’ll know about PAY

 

You forget you belong to me

I stand to remind you

Of mother undeniable and where you’ll be

 

I endear you to knock with care

On the next door

In your attempt at welfares dare

 

Remember the spirit of man

Is that he has one

Which he will use if he can

 

You will come down with a crash

Wondering why

The judgment be so rash

 

A warning to mice seeking to be

Old Tom cats and scarred Tabby’s

By deceptive turning of the key

 

Knock Knock, don’t push the door

On the peoples sacred responsibility

To run their lives from an internal law

 

Helen Norton 2000