Our Baby Boy Poem by Laurence Overmire
Our Baby Boy
(The parents slammed him against the wall)
When they didn’t listen
(Beat him upside the head)
When they didn’t answer
(Locked him in a room without supper)
When they went to work all day and night
(Put a shotgun in his hand)
When they didn’t pay attention
And finally, never asking what he needed
(Laid the wreath upon his grave) .
(Previously published in No Alibi Press, Feb.2002)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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