Stillborne

Stillborne

A Poem by Jay M. Jones

Stillborne

 

Birthed from a womb, where hatred resides,

ripped out, sprayed down, and hung to dry,

fixed with a collar, and kept inside,

ignorant, and blind, and taken for a ride.

out to the pasture where the dead are mourned...

wishing it came into this world stillborne..

 

© 2008 Jay M. Jones


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Added on August 15, 2008