Wednesday, March 12, 2014

"The Wailing Babe" a poem

The Wailing Babe


The wailing babe rebels the bed

I sing him silent

Rocked in calm regard

And deliver him to peace


Who knows but me

My own heart wails

At the terror of life

Behind mild eyes


It comes upon me some days

And none can dispel it

This panic abyss

Choking despair.


I too am rocked in turn

Ama lisps in my ear

How to express this?

How can anyone understand?



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