Unwanted
Unwanted
I was walking in the forest but not feeling well
my stomach was extended hadn`t been able to evacuate
for days, when suddenly it was time.
Sat under a tree it was painful yet successful, got up
turned around and there on the ground a perfectly formed baby
made entirely of a waste product like a bronze statue
of a new- born baby, and I had seen this being before, a grotto
in Athens of baby Jesus in his crib, he had opened his eyes grinned
like Satan and several nuns fainted
My baby suddenly opened its eyes too I fled, what else could I do.
take this piece of contamination and hug it to my chest?
But I had to go back only to see if I had been wrong the olives trees
were gone as had goats I called the land Israel, it has tall buildings
that ooze of hatred of those who know they are wrong.
Copyright © Jan Oskar Hansen | Year Posted 2016
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