I’m still too young…

Posted: November 12, 2013 in Uncategorized

Quazism

Baby rests uneasy
Barb wire cradle
More rocking
Side to side
Metal crashing lullaby
For this sweet child

Ears bleed
Diaper yearns for change
New born flesh decomposes
Flies and maggots
Eaten alive by life

Coat hanger
Innocence ripped out
Baby rests uneasy
Amongst the garbage
flies…
and sun rays

This poem is linked to @dversePoets: Poetics(undercurrents)

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  1. Mary says:

    Oh, this is sad. The vivid depiction breaks my heart. A baby is NEVER garbage.

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