ABORTION – A POEM
From the Baby's Perspective
They don't know I can hear them, as they argue once again.
My Mom and Dad are yelling, saying, 'what if it's a sin?'
I hear my Father pacing, as he walks across the room,
But, I am safe and cozy here inside my Mother's womb.
In four more months, I'm going to
see, the look upon their face,
But, now I am still growing, as I look around
I have all my fingers, and I see all of my toes,
I think that I am perfect, as my little body grows.
They don't know I'm a little girl, I hope they are surprised,
I can't wait to see the happy look that's in their eyes.
I know that I have sisters, and I know I have a brother,
I wonder what they meant by, 'we just can't afford another.'
I hear my Daddy saying, 'the appointment is tomorrow.'
Then he walked out and all I'm feeling now is Mommy's sorrow.
It's late as I can feel my Mommy crawling into bed.
I wonder why she's crying, as I feel her pat my head.
Oh well, it's time to go to sleep, she's laying on her back.
I feel so comfortable tonight, I don't think I'll attack.
Sometimes when she is on her back, it doesn't feel quite right,
And sometimes all that I can do is toss and turn all night.
But I am comfortable tonight, so I can get some sleep,
And as I slowly close my eyes, I hear my Mother weep.
Then suddenly I hear my Dad say, 'wake up sleepy head,
We're going to the doctor's office, so get out of bed.'
It is early morning, and I slept all through the night,
But now I feel my Mother tensing, something isn't right.
I hear my Daddy saying, 'time to get that baby out,'
And now I become worried, as I hear my Mother shout.
I must have been mistaken, and I must have counted wrong,
Could it already be nine months? It didn't seem that long.
I've heard them talk "cesarean" my brother came that way,
If that is how I will be born, this is my lucky day.
Now I hear more voices, of a doctor and a nurse,
But, wait a minute, I feel pain and it is getting worse.
What is going on, I want to see my Mom and Dad,
But all I feel is pain and it is really getting bad.
I'm starting to get woozy, I hope this is over soon,
I see the light as I am being dragged out from the womb.
I'm losing strength, I can't go on, my body is so weak,
And now there's nothing left to do, so I drift off to sleep.
Then suddenly I am awake, now what's that beating sound,
I do not see my Mom and Dad, they're no where to be found.
The pain is gone, and I feel like I'm flying through the air,
And I am in the arms of someone, that must really care.
I feel the tender arms I'm in, and I feel so much love,
And then I realize, they are the angels from above.
My mind is so confused, and all my thoughts need to be sorted,
But then I understand, when one of them whispers, "aborted."
Author Unknown/Submitted by Brandie Sanderson
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