That Gaunt Child by Craig Podmore
That Gaunt Child
By Craig Podmore © 23.10.09
Gaunt child without a God,
It has no future.
Loveless and paralysed.
And
It is blind,
A lack lustre blister
Of existence.
Lonely,
Mute cries in its own discordant heavens.
It is older now but no wiser,
Just the same post-death, loveless
Mannequin of nothingness
Persevering the atom testing.
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