shimon weinroth


How It Is - Poem by shimon weinroth

we are born of woman
from man
hosted by her, we learn
of warmth and security

fostering in us sympathy
identity and empathy
a subject of prefiguration
genes balloon into form and likeness

vain philosophers and theologicians
contend and pretend
they have some answers
about the source and universe

jealous beings who babble
must know life took place
long before
language was born

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 9, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 11, 2011


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