Children Poem by David Levitas

If one's spiritual children are mirrored in ones worldly ones
Is a CB or a tubby a reflection of what one believes, what one's done
And if they are stifled or suffocated at birth, is an infantacide
Or a mishapen monster one has created for all to preside
In the halls where interconnection speaks its mirrored beliefs
Or has the force of misgovernment as parental duty
Failed in the course it was right to follow, as the falling of the leaf?