A Baby to Die For
Babies die
They drown, or shaken to death
They die of losing their breath
They don’t know how to fly,
fall off places too high,
and die without saying goodbye
Some are beaten to death,
others cry till they die
Some are killed by deadly fungi,
by diseases,
their names so hard,
I cannot even try
And others, choked to death,
by colorful objects left nearby
Sometimes a hand,
wrapped around their fragile neck,
too tight,
or else, merely suffocate eating a bite
And still, others die while others stand by
Many die of drinking toxic dye,
or die because water wells are dry
Pollution kills,
so they die playing on top of polluted hills
Babies die
Airplanes, explosions, and fiery crashes,
buildings burning down to ashes,
Death and war, they cannot defy
They cannot survive a sinking boat,
nor a car wreck,
or a sword put on their tiny neck,
ready to cut their tender throat
