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_refugee_  ·  2788 days ago  ·  link  ·    ·  parent  ·  post: Writing With Refugee: Day 8

So I had an idea a while ago to write a poem with the title or refrain, "Too Many Babies." I was a little mentally beat yesterday from driving to Virginia and working in a different office/with a different team of people as usual, so I didn't get a lot of out of this prompt.

Babies

Too Many Bbaies

  I look to my life. I see -

too many babies.

I turn to my right. There be

too many babies.

I climb up the stairs. Three

whole flights.

I climb a tall oak tree.

Too many babies.

  I go to the mall. I see

too many babies.

I walk down the hall.

Too many babies.

I go into a bathroom stall.

How did that baby

follow me?

  No matter where I go

no matter where I look

I can't escape

the babies.