Future Of The Babies Poem by Pleasant Dabbs

For Faith and Nan it's hard, things have not gone their way
They took their kids and left, they took them far away
They're on the lam? You might way, and it's not been fun
They were afraid. Not for themselves, but for the little ones
The hubs were re-rapacious and so they had to leave
They pulled up stakes and just took off. Can you believe?
More important than their lives was the future of the babies
The guys were so audacious, they didn't care. Not even maybe.


c aaron