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accident
by Kalikala SmithYou created me, perhaps by accident,
and accidents happen,
they do.
But I don't feel partial,
like accidents happen,
in fragments strewn about the room.
What shall I say to my arms, my legs,
when you discard them,
one by one?
Leave me in pieces,
I'd be your thesis,
for the change in your heart yet to come.
I am one person,
and accident maybe,
but still here just the same.
I am here just the same. 08/15/2009 Posted on 08/15/2009
Copyright © 2025 Kalikala Smith
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 08/15/09 at 04:59 AM But are you an accident? I don't think so. GOOD write. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 05/29/14 at 12:14 PM I love your work, it is from the point of view of an examined life. You ponder on things deeply and it illustrates well in your poems. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 01/22/19 at 02:20 PM This is just gorgeous piece of writing. |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 03/15/21 at 09:36 PM Most kids are not planned- love them ALL the same! |
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