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Someday I’ll no longer be tethered

like the little blonde girl with purse of red patent leather

when someone like you stole all

her young heart’s most-valued treasures

Untethered, if ever that relentless storm

again, crashes down unmeasured

And although I’ve grown only

a small set of feathers

I now know, they are built to repel

all manner of hell; doing it really, really well

 Still stronger, they’ll grow

preparing for a case of the never-say-never

when they will lift me up

to fly freely through, any type of inclement weather

 

 

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We must grow a bit, when

our hearts are too big

Soon, they will fit back

inside our vests, less prone

to unforeseen elements, than

on outer clothing; well cushioned

in the event of a huge blow

This, keeping all parts contained, allows

for no missing pieces, when finally

we are able to locate the best type of glue

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They’re killing our babies

They’re KILLING our babies

those multi-bulleted, semi-automatic

man-made, politician pocket-lining

machines; getting into the unheld hands

of the broken-spirited, empty-hearted

spice-laden, alcohol-filled, mind-altered

once-upon-a-time hopefully-optimistic

turned love-voided, sadly-desperate

forever-angered, permanently-deranged

Don’t kill our babies

DON’T KILL our babies

They’ve just left our arms

to grow and learn

meet new friends

We tell them it will be okay

they’ll have fun

as they cling to our legs

fearing the changes

fearing the strangers

as we leave them

They’re killing our babies

THEY’RE KILLING OUR BABIES

but tomorrow someone will

still sell these murder weapons

and the next day

AND THE NEXT DAY

and the next

Why aren’t we storming the Capitol

screaming out the despair of our nation

 that THEY’RE KILLING OUR BABIES

 THEY’RE KILLING OUR BABIES

THEY’RE GOING AWAY

TAKE THESE GUNS AWAY

THEY MUST BE STOPPED

FROM KILLING OUR BABIES

we wait as you grow

watching, waiting

for the seeds you’ll sow

waiting, watching

it is what we chose

watching, waiting

so this story goes

waiting, watching

at times it seems slow

watching, waiting

we weep like the willow

waiting, watching

but somehow we know

watching, waiting

our love will echo

waiting, watching

in your tomorrow