with pick and axe

with pick and axe  
 
misshapen tears of a mother stolen  
by the very son cursed with her hue.  
his merciless penetration of her is labored.  
fleeting satisfaction birthed in another bastard.   
 
her muted screams
echoed by her daughter come dawn.  
he covers the mouth of this resigned quarry
because as a thief  
he must kidnap what he wants of her.   
nothing is ever given.  
grunts doused by sorghum choking his cerebellum.   
 
crimson umbilical chord cut   
severing any traces of worth.  
chiseled tears help define the soulless  
and are worn as sentinels of deliverance.   
the priced paid for the adornment   
same as in the mines.  
he lays pick and axe to her at will.   
 
Presented in the Dig Up a Diamond challenge hosted by leprechaun