Many nights, I stay up late harassed
and overridden with worries to kill
a nation I cannot carry these burdens
weighing heavily on my already uneven
shoulder blades I wish I could find
some rest for my soul.

As soon as a mother pushes out
her newborn child into this world,
a departure occurs, meanwhile
another baby gets conceived,
and another person’s life hangs
by a string waiting for clearance.