Fruit for the Famished (TH)
The birth of all things
starts again with you,
my most radiant son.
Each child a gift
released to the universe
like fruit for the famished.
Go from my extended branch
& fill the void of those
who need nourishment.
Undoing Ourselves (TH)
We undo ourselves for a bargain & never mind the money we save as it falls through holey pockets, leaving a golden path of debt behind for tiny children to admire & maybe get something cheap yet so special from one of those machines with the game where everyone’s a winner all the time. Some take the joy one can get with little while others grow to become old, not able to find the strength for a smile as their greed for shiny coins chokes them like the once curious child they used to be.
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