Human Minds
A world without
the bomb
Now wouldn't
that
be something
Maybe then we'd
get rid of the
rockets
and missiles
too
But it would
take
the removal of
rifles
and guns
To produce
a fundamental
return
Back to swords
and knives
Unless an alien
came
to melt it all
down
Hell, you know
we'd rise up
Stones and
sticks
in our hands
Even sans trees
fists would
still
overrule
Taking away
bodies
would leave
only
worlds behind
For the
universe
to merrily
corrode
out of
existence
Baby Talk
Bao Be is Chinese for baby
when I first wanted to call Mina
by an affectionate nickname
Bao By combines Chinese and English
reflecting our two language relationship
still sweet as a baby in any dialect
Bao Bao, okay, I like the sound
and repeat it like a baby in my love
for Aihua, that is her real name
Baby Bao Bao, yes, having been married
for over a year I regressed to baby
talk to capture the duality of it all
Bao Bao Bao is what I've been singing
lately to songs to make them about
my wife of nearly two years, Aihua Gao
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