The Birds and The Bees

by Paul Lojeski / August 10th, 2014

This child next to me
knows nothing yet
of bombs and flesh

rendered cinders
in the swirling blood
storm pounding down

across deserts and
mountains, down
broken highways,

over burning cities;
this man made violence
the atmospherics

of daily toil, monsters
of imagination roaring
to life. In the thunder

of our undoing, how do
I explain to her why
we didn’t stop it?

Paul Lojeski's poetry has appeared in journals and online. He’s also the author of the satiric novel, The Reverend Jimmy Pup. He lives with his wife and daughter in Port Jefferson, NY. Read other articles by Paul.

This article was posted on Sunday, August 10th, 2014 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.