To My Unborn Child

To My Unborn Child

Learn to listen

Between the lines.

Words are nothing

but mesmerizing sounds

The word “water”

Is not wet.

There’s nothing depressing

In the sound called “sad”

Bad means good

When the first becomes the last

Read to learn

Beyond the mantra

Learn to read

Behind the words

Free your mind

Before you think

Until you get your drink

Remain doggedly thirsty

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