Shush Now, Baby
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen — Read all 1,670 poems by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Shush now, baby, planet’s gonna die,
No time for tears, or false goodbyes.
I suss an answer, somewhen torn,
Hush now, babies, humans will scry.
Hush now, babies, forge thee ahead!
There’s time for fear, sin and dread.
I suss a question, somewhere borne,
Shush now, baby, I think you’re dead.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 1/23/11
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