Thoughts of the Innocent

Political Poem

 

I feel it's almost time to see my mother.
Oh, to wrap my arms about her!
To see her outside of this warm place.
Though I have never seen her
I love her with all my heart!
What a thrill it will be to move about!
Oh My! What is this?
OUCH! I can't feel my body anymore!
What's going on mommy?
My legs! My legs are gone!
How will I crawl to my mommy now?
How will I move about?
Oh, there they are but they look different
My arms! My arms are gone!
How will I embrace my mommy now?
How will I show her that I love her now?
My cord! My tie to mommy is severed!
I can't breath! What is that?
An angel, come to take me home.
Bye mommy, I still love you!