Why Mama?

The picture which inspired this piece of generative writing was a female sitting in a chair. Another person (androgenous) had their head in her lap. 

W: Hush little baby, don’t say a word, mama’s gonna by you a mocking bird, and if that mocking bird don’t sing, mama’s gonna…

M: Stop.

W: Shhh, its okay. It’s all going to be okay.

M: It hurts.

W: I know it does, but it will be over soon.

M: Promise?

W: I promise. Shh now. Mama’s gonna buy you a diamond ring, and if that diamond ring…

Man starts to dry retch.

W: Shhh, baby. Not long now.

M: Buy why mama? I love you. You know I do.

W: And I love you too son. I just can’t let you live any longer.

M: I wasn’t hurting anyone.

W: You were hurting me.