Shaking Off The Finger Tip Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Shaking Off The Finger Tip

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....Shaking baby silent, one kept saying,
she's doing things dead babies arn't supposed to do,
you might not want to come, I'm over here
can you stand me up?
To wipe completely off the smile, she bent his sun lite finger.
Her talking never stopped, until the finger straightened out unbent
and the Doctor when he came, she looked as if and deeply said.
Nurse go and tell the others, exactly what we've seen
and how it felt and hurry, come now go
the golden finger
has come to late to life, why the baby stood up next to me
and moved before it died
the sun it slowly rose make her hurry, don't explain.
The baby in the napkin has stopped moving
....are you shaking
and why no one here once stopped to hear it cry.

Saturday, October 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: green
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aftab Alam Khursheed 25 October 2014

I read it time and again the theme which i grasped is about the innocent killing..last line gave a little clue that-why no one here once stopped to hear it cry. now we all are on silence cradle..and ours being silent giving ways to culprits again Nurse go and tell the others, exactly what we've seen Nurse go and tell the others, exactly what we've seen and how it felt and hurry, come now go and how it felt and hurry, come now go concoction hiding the reality..I will read it again and comment till then..see you again

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James McLain

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From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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