Possibilities

Possibilities

A Poem

“A newborn baby wrapped in a hospital blanket crying in Middletown” by Tim Bish on Unsplash

As I think back on the events of this last week, this poem I wrote many years ago comes to mind. For so many children, this poem is no longer true and it breaks my heart. The powers that be… powers of evil have decided the future of so many innocent children, and have taken away all of their possibilities.

As this week draws to a close, I pray that these children will be kept safe and that their possibilities will soon be returned to them again.

A child is born,
A healthy, baby boy.
There he lies,
Squirming in his crib.

Full of promise,
And potential.

He looks through seemingly blind eyes,
As people come and go.

Coo-ing at him,
He hears them,
And although he may not understand fully,
He knows what’s going on.

He’s got strong arms, they say,
He’s got thoughtful eyes,
He’s got good, clean skin.
A footballer, a poet, a model?

Not one of them knows,
He doesn’t even know for sure.
But he does know that anything is possible.

He has the power,
He has the right,
To decide his future,
And make it happen.


Li Carter is a writer, artist and crafter. She lives in South Wales, UK, with her family, and five rescue dogs. She’s on Twitter @rbcreativeli , Facebook: Rainbow Butterfly Creative, and Instagram @rainbowbutterflycreative and is the author of My Only True Friend: The Beginning. She is currently working on a new series titled The QuickSilver Chronicles. She is the original Rainbow Butterfly, and wants to fill an ever darkening world with a little bit of beauty and creativity.

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