Weaker than Water

"In the world, there is nothing more submissive and weak than water. Yet for attacking that which is hard and strong, nothing can surpass it." –Lao Tzu

Poem About Death

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Eating the Baby Rat

The killer is the rat’s white brother or aunt,

or even the mother, lineage blurred except

they know which of the babies must go.

Hairless infant, like a pale thumb, atrophic

and rigid as age, a pin’s width of life—

this is what death looks like, any death.


In the dirt, in the street, in the church,

in the city square, in the ocean, in the cage,

leaks the reality, no one, nothing, is excused.


From infant rat to queen, from maggot

to teacher, from president to banker to thug,

the world looks over its shoulder,


and a whole planet, covering its eyes, lies,

“I don’t see you,” the great white rat above

baring unforgiving fangs.


Copyright Katherine Gotthardt

August 25, 2011

Draft 6


Author: All Things Writing, LLC

Katherine Gotthardt is CEO of All Things Writing, LLC, a full-service content development and content marketing company. A published writer and seasoned educator, Katherine leads a team of professionals on a mission to make clients shine online and in print.

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