BABY’S SCREAMING
Baby's screaming Baby's playing up and crying she's got no sense of timing we've gone all the way to go to the beach but our baby's crying is well out of our reach Baby always wants to make a final stand and it's all getting out of hand Baby keeps on crying for more Our love is not coming out that sure Baby won't stop crying out and we start to shout Baby's screaming and I, I could cry. David Kary This poem is about trying to put some words together to describe the helpless kind of feeling one gets when one sees/hears a baby or a child in distress.
