Orisun
Monday, April 18,2011 - 10: 51PM
I wish
I could boast
Of my children
How they jostle
And wrestle
To smother
Each one, another
All around the humble earth
Of my modern hut
If I could only dare
Be the father but,
I would count not
Even one amongst all
Dear than my forebears
For ‘twas they that
Bore
I and brood.
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