Filed under: Poet's Forge
Just some stream of consciousness free verse that I am still hammering into shape on the anvil.
Gail
Sometimes I wish
That I had never had children,
And I think, if I ever come back,
I won’t have any.
I’ll spare myself that, at least,
The pain of seeing them
Hurt by life as it hurt me.
I’ll go along with the oft spoken wisdom,
“If you can’t look after your children,
You shouldn’t have them.”
Because we can’t look after them,
No, we can’t. Simple as that.
And maybe someday everyone
Will think the same,
And no one will have children
Because to bring a child into this world
Is nothing less than child abuse
And we are too responsible for that.
And we’ll watch each other grow old,
We’ll watch each other die,
And there will be no one to remember,
Or care.
Then we may wish
That some irresponsible ninny
Of a woman somewhere
Will get herself pregnant
So we can hear
The laughter of a child again.
