Family Birth Rite

doomsday a'callin
man'dar a'blazin
I run
but there's no where

matriarch has eyes
falling back into
cigarette-tranq'd-haze
and patriarch is
stealing my tequila

who'll carry the seed
who'll hear the babe breathe
who'll raise the young hearts
so steadfast to lead

with no
captain a'present
what's to come of love?