That Certain Smell

By William Morgan

A newborn has a certain smell. It smells of beauty, wonder,infinite possibility, love.

Not all smell like that.

My Mother was a crack whore.

I smelled of cruelty , corruption, and, despair.

Mother tried to sell me.  She died in prison.  I never knew my Father.

This newborn smells of life.  It has a family.  It has everything I never did.

Why?

Fate, destiny? Pure luck?

I place my hand over it’s face.

Why

Do

You

Get

To

Smell

Good?

Why

Do

You

Get

A

Future?

Why

Do

You-

I take my hand away

Death smells the same on everyone.

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