Photo courtesy of Hannah Plishtin
A proud obelisk stands erect
Its color is that of earth and iron
Atop its head lies a pointed crown
There is a contortion at its center
Aren’t we all a little twisted inside
There is something human about it
Oh, now I see those are baby feet
They must be a symbol of new life
Reminding us of our innocence
Its other appendages are fingers
They sense and touch I guess
I should have kept my distance
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