In honor of National Poetry Month (in the States, at least), here is a poem that I find myself thinking about quite often, especially recently, after reading Road Map to Holland:
The Ones That Are Thrown Out
One has flippers. This one is like a seal.
One has gills. This one is like a fish.
One has webbed hands, is like a duck.
One has a little tail, is like a pig.
One is like a frog
with no dome at all above the eyes.
They call them bad babies.
They didn’t mean to be bad
but who does.
– Miller Williams, from Distractions, Louisiana University Press, 1979