Stay Away From The White Light...... Poem by John Tansey

I have often preferred a skant lamplight
to the austerity of fluorescence:
Like being questioned for a crime
you have always wanted to commit.

But, safe, in the glowing aura
of sepia tones, honed
through an amber lampshade,
is the subtle, oblique plea of I might...

Rather than the snowblind sterility
of forceps and demerol,
bullies in white labcoats
yanking from a limp body,

You, conceived in love.
But pulled from this world, crying.
My son. in both, Birth and Death,

stay away from the white light.