It didn't hurt then
but now I feel the pain.
They took you from me
and nobody was to gain.
I told them to do it,
not only they are to blame.
If only things could be undone,
if so I would have you to claim.
I didn't think it would hurt
this much; this long.
I thought I would feel better
once you were gone.
The crying of a newborn baby
to me would sound like a song.
I realize now that what I did
was not only unfair to you, but wrong.
The feeling of you kicking
inside of me
would fill my heart
with such glee,
and I should've realized then
that you would be
a precious little baby
I could hold and see.
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TO MOMMY
I wish that I could talk to you; I have so much to say,
Some questions that need answers, I wish there was a way.
Last
Unloved
A mothers love cannot raise this child,
So rather than let it go run wild,
She will stop this life before it even begins,
And
Little Child
Little child
in mother's womb
cries out for love
wants not a tomb;
Little child
helplessly small,
MOURNING
A woman scorned
And torn
Because she had to mourn
The loss
Of a man child.
Her child
But not his child.
Only because he
Didn't
by Momma Melly
*Existence*
I hear death whispering in my ear.
A child not even human,
A fetus,
A speck,
No existence.
Just in time to parish
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