January 7, 2013

Babies

By Tony Brown

If only new people 
would stop being born
I could truly
abandon all hope,

but there they are —
everywhere I look,  
bomblets of possibility.
It seems a form of evil

to despair in their presence.
Damn their soft heads,
damn the time stretched out
before them, time I used to have.

Babies are contradiction
and affirmation at the same time.
If they’d stop being born, 
I could finally settle for darkness. 

About Tony Brown

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown
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