i'm following a ditch along the road
see possums squirrels a snake a bird a toad
and all but one are smiling back at me
then something there next takes away my glee
a little baby smashed with tufts of hair
and bits of skin an eye an arm is there
then up ahead i see a couple more
this road now tainted filled with grief and gore
a mother possum suddenly comes out
to share my tears to hear me scream and shout
of crossings past of life and love and death
to which she pushed the bird from baby's breath
somewhere now i'm sure a baby's dying
by a road to slow our multiplying
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