cradle, burned cradle
shattered by rocks
covered with curses
stained by blood
this cradle
cardboard box
trampled on, crushed
by many feet
empty cradle
without contents
all removed
not to be found
cradle, left behind
forever ignored
treated like invisible
buried, in black soil
'unwanted' © 2013 Rob Knetsch
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