Some of us create our kin without a pot to piss in,
two silly souls giggle and grin, thoughtlessly
forgetting that a new life is more than money, costly.
Children laugh and children cry
and then they bloom and begin to ask why?
what has been their history and what will be their fate?
They will be confused and feel roused,
but now all your bright ideas will be too late.
And there it went, did you feel it? Your moment has passed.
I wonder, was it good? and about how long did it last?
-Siobhan K. Burke