The mother said to the child, "Hush now, baby, don't you cry. The day is ending and soon we will die. And at the end of the road, we'll meet a bright light. So don't be afraid now, goodnight, goodnight". And the child, who was crying, stopped his sniffeling, smiled, and hugged the one pillar of comfort he knew. And together, mother and child, died.


Gosh man. I sure know how to put the 'mor' in morbid eh? Came up with this haunting story just now while yawning. Weird brains I've got. But the thing rhymes though. Sort of.