On hearing of a dead baby found in a river

Bryso



Water, where life was first born.

Teeming, life-giving element; nature’s womb.

Your purpose to give, not take away;

To create, not destroy.

Why then this mockery?

  • Author: Bryso (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 1st, 2017 16:15
  • Category: Reflection
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Comments2

  • orchidee

    Thoughtful write. I read of a so-called comedian making jokes about dead babies - monstrous. I doubt I shall ever find him funny again. Not that he was that funny before anyway! doh!

    • Bryso

      Thanks, appreciate your response. Would agree with you about the 'comedian'. Sounds pretty insensitive.

      • orchidee

        Thanks B. The horror of it was that a couple were in the audience who had recently lost a baby. Maybe some others in the audience too who experienced the same thing in the past.

      • willyweed

        another good piece of writing,



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