NewbornA Poem by Travis LawrenceA crying babyThe stale shriek of shrill grief, an infant forced upon the world, the whips that lash his back, pulling the weight he’ll carry since birth. His screeched voice cracks a howl ungraciously performing the horror in our tender humanity, a transparent pity. Consciousness arrived without request. Its pitch subjects our sense to an ache just begun that death has yet to numb. Sleep forgoes the wall of wails in his father’s arms, where comfort is provisional, though gone once thought evolves. I no longer weep like he. My pain broods, and boils unkempt tears in cloudy eyes, a distant glare of mist and melancholy. © 2008 Travis LawrenceFeatured Review
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6 Reviews Added on February 9, 2008 Last Updated on February 27, 2008 AuthorTravis LawrenceAustin, TXAboutI'm a 29-year-old using this site to backup my writings, which are mostly poems. Leave a comment if you like, they always make me smile. Have a nice day! more..Writing
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