The Shortest Story


I am born today
the sun burns a promise
in my eye
Mama strikes me
and i draw a breath and cry
above me a cloud
slowly tumbles through the sky
i am glad, to be alive
It is my seventh day
i taste the hunger
and i cry
My brother and sister
cling to mama's side
she squeezes her breast
but it has nothing to provide
someone weeps, i fall asleep
It is twenty days today
mama does not hold me
anymore
I open my mouth
but i am to weak to cry
above me a bird slowly crawls across the sky
why is there nothing
now to do but die?

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