War Baby Eyes
You were born on the eve
of the silent drone tracer lights
Three hours before the bombs first fell
This would be the only peace
your war baby eyes would ever see
Destruction was the sound of your tattered
and rattling nursery
You learned to walk among the rubble and debris
You learned to talk amid the klaxon alarms blaring incessantly
Fear soured your mother's milk daily,
as the bombs kept falling nonstop
Your war baby eyes
only saw heaven as fire in the sky
Death greeted you from the first moment you arrived,
it took your sister that day at night
Your war baby eyes,
and your numbed infant cries,
made loving you a luxury
Just surviving was a miracle indeed
Sad war baby eyes
can still be seen in the man you've become
Peace forever elusive, still you seek to see
where the unending pain came from
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017
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