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Born Into Blindness
While the world strains to provide for those already here, we keep adding to our woes.
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Born Into Blindness
by David A Johnson



Welcome to the world child
you most precious little things,
so innocent and vulnerable
you little perfect human beings.

I wish I could tell you
you've entered a beautiful place,
but I'd be telling you a lie and
I'd rather you know what you face.

If your lucky you're born to parents
who've made a place for your arrival,
and you're very fortunate to have them
and to get a leg up on your survival.

For far to many are born to parents
who give to little thought of their young,
and many have child after child
with little regard of what they've done.

I'm not saying that they don't love them
although such heathens do exist,
only that they are not fully prepared
to foster such a very precious gift.

I guess like all other living creatures
it's our very nature to reproduce,
but we unlike the lesser creatures
can regard the life that we produce.

I can speak from my experience
as a dad who wasn't ready,
that to bring a child to life to early
is irresponsible and maybe deadly.

Though I love my children dearly
I wish I'd not brought them here,
for this world is fast becoming
a place only a fool wouldn't fear.

While politicians argue politics
and the religious their faith,
women continue to add children
as men try to love their mates.

So take heed little children
for your flesh begets flesh,
and those little ones you'll love
will make you worry until death.



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