Cold orphan, cold earth

Cold orphan, cold earth Cold orphan, cold earth

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Reaction to a tragedy.
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Reaction to a tragedy.

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Submitted: March 18, 2013

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Cold orphan, cold earth

 

I'm sorry, baby – god's dead

and now the sky rains red on a spider web

stretched like sutures across a broken windshield.

It seems Adam took a bite of the fermented apple

and, with a head spun of selfish whim,

he drove his four by four straight into god's car and

. . . maybe when you're older.

I'm sorry, baby,

I know it must be tough, standing on the cold earth, a cold orphan

but

'vengeance is mine', saith the lord

at least, he would, if his tongue wasn't dust.

I know you have questions

like 'why?'

. . . maybe when you're older:

just a few years, when Adam's free to take another bite

you can ask him

'why

did you make me a cold orphan on this cold earth?'


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