The Day of my Birth
1 min readFeb 17, 2017
On the day of my arrival,
On the day of my birth,
My parents loved me
As they never would
Again.
On that frigid evening,
On the evening of my birth,
My parents loved me
For being a blue-eyed
Red mass of loud
Wailing.
On that frigid March evening,
On the frigid March evening of my birth,
My parents loved me
And never saw I would become
A blue-eyed, angry millstone
Lashed about their
Necks.