Babies Butchered
Babies butchered
One, two, three
Why not me?
Spared was I
‘Twas merciful mother
How about you?
You live and breathe
And look away
“Another day,” you say
And time passes
And Oh! the ashes
We never see.
They blow away
‘Tis another day
And on it goes
The Judge will come
What will we say?
Morning (and still mourning)
December 19, 2019
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