Made In China

She opened the door
He opened the door
And smelled the turkey
And smelled the waste
Her heart grew warm
His blood ran cold
As they looked around.

The garlands were up
The walls were stark
In rows upon rows
The cots were in rows
The tree was all lit
Their eyes were dark
It was Christmas day.

The children were laughing
The children were silent
Hands trembling with pleasure
Bodies rocking in sorrow
Toys unwrapped and cuddled
Baby girls rejected
All made in China.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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January 7, 2009 at 2:31 PM
I really liked the juxtaposition. Present tense "was" instead of were would make it more powerful (The garland was up/ the walls are stark/in festive rows/their cots are in rows ?) Babydolls unwrapped/Baby girls tossed away. I was in China too I hated it! I'm a secualr humanist & didn't think aethesim would bother me. Boy was I wrong. A place were nothing is permitted to be sacred.Light& Love Debbie Guzzi
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