in the Yolk
They know not what they do, these folk,
Begetting children left and right,
As if compelled to share each joke
They know. Not what they do, these folk,
But what they don’t do clamps the yoke
On innocents. It isn’t right.
They know not? What?! They do, these folk –
Begetting children left and right!
If you have any comments on this poem, Seth Braver would be
pleased to hear from you.