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Zoological Classification X - Poem by MARINA GIPPS

I suspect I was born chromosomally damaged.
How can you love me knowing this?
Our children will be serial killers.
We will laugh maniacally in the face of destruction.

Hurricanes will weather poorly in our midst.
We will love one last time violently with bravado.
As if plotting to rob a bank knowing our debt to society is none.
Knowing we are owed the collateral of ourselves

(For being subdued for so long) .
Our laws bathe us with worry when God’s rules
Were written by men so tiny they are obsessed
With their Washington Monument, building more,

Destroying more lives than merely we two.
This is called the End of the World love:
When no one is watching the havock begins.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 23, 2011

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