on the train,
the crying
is hard to take.
it fills your ears and you
wonder
why aren't they
taking care of this noise.
feed the poor child
or change him.
do something
to make the blood curdling
screams go
away.
where is the binky,
the blanket,
the bottle, or toy?
it's your turn now,
to raise the child,
not mine.
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