Sun Vs. Son by Brian FuchsSun
Falling rays prove merciless;
the hospital all robed in pink fills with babies,
exhausted mothers
breathless
from rising heat.
Son,
colored like the sun and screaming,
comfort taken too hastily.
The minty green dressed men and women
put the baby in a box, shine lights,
drain the sun from his skin.
Rejoicing, the sun burns more fiercely.
The world sighs.
8.4.2008 08/04/2008 Author's Note: A take on the day I was born.
Posted on 02/19/2009 Copyright © 2024 Brian Fuchs
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