Tom Foster

Rookie (12-16-59 / Florida)

Where Be The Angels - Poem by Tom Foster

On a cold steel table
Deep in the
Antiseptic gray green brick basement of
Some government building
Lies the body of an infant
No longer pink faced and innocent

Who lived a brief but tumultuous life
Over before it really began
Just think about that for a minute

There are no answers

I cried
For this one tiny infant I never knew
Maybe for all the babies who are
Left in the hands of the inept
The stupid
The insane
And I have to ask
Just this one last time

Where be the Angels
Promised us


Comments about Where Be The Angels by Tom Foster

  • (1/8/2005 1:34:00 PM)


    its a sad world we live in, put the news on and their you go, -
    any way, great poem..........
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  • (11/6/2004 11:56:00 PM)


    This touched me...thank you for writing this. :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 5, 2004



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