Safe haven, swaddled baby on her back
Lies in wait, a newborn whose turn is fate,
A dependable stranger’s hand, saved: sack
Tossed over and into garbage with hate.
Safe haven, for Heaven’s sake, seventy
Two hours; save your life from haunted hell,
Seek the shelter where there’s no enmity
And give the babe a life to live and tell.
Gary Edward Geraci
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We're not to take vengeance ourselves, but I'm sure it will be 'sweet' when they get hold of her in prison, or wherever.
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