hole in the arctic heart

thief! thief!
cried the unborn
brother.
you’re stealing the
polar bears so
my children will
never see
them.

thief! thief!
cried the unborn
sister.
you’re stealing the
blue from my
skies & the white
from my snow.
what was pure
you have wrenched
from my
heart.

thief! thief!
cried the unborn
families of the unborn.
you’re stealing our
light & our heat
& our hope & our
future.
you have damned us
to sleepless
war.

but for
george w. bush
& co.,
the arctic
is only another
virgin.