Our Baby Boy
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Laurence Overmire
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(The parents slammed him against the wall)
When they didn’t listen
(Beat him upside the head)
When they didn’t answer
(Locked him in a room without supper)
When they went to work all day and night
(Put a shotgun in his hand)
When they didn’t pay attention
And finally, never asking what he needed
(Laid the wreath upon his grave) .
(Previously published in No Alibi Press, Feb.2002)
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