Our Birth

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


Yes, I've read how some of us didn't have a chance of getting out the womb. this is just a short poem.


No one is sure if they'll make it out of the womb,

Most of the time it's straight to the tomb.

Lucky you, if you made it out with a cry,

Most of us don't make it, we just die.

 

The cry was against what was coming,

All the fighting; all the bombing.

You hope your parents are wise and take great care,

Protecting you from now on, and everywhere.

 

Pushing myself out was a very hard thing to do,

But I managed to get myself through.

Then the cruelty came, the hand slap,

Followed by a rough towel wrap.


Submitted: December 25, 2017

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