Sun Vs. Son
by Brian Fuchs
Falling rays prove merciless;
the hospital all robed in pink fills with babies,
from rising heat.
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.
Author's Note: A take on the day I was born.
Posted on 02/19/2009
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