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Wordz From An Aborted Baby

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I was killed at an early age
I never got a chance to bring a smile to my mothers face
my mothers womb was my cradle and it was also my grave
my epitaph is the logo on the garbage can behind the hospital that I died in
but i forgive my mother for i was accidentally conceived
like a watermelon she spit out half my fathers seeds
but i was lucky i survived but i wasn't prepared to survive this misery
i thank my mother for killing me
now so later i dont have to be shot down by an enemy
like all the fallen soldiers dying due to the war on the city streets
im also thankful mom aborted me because shes only 15 and in the 9th grade and my father left when my mother announced my birth
i shed tearz knowing i'll never have a chance to impact the earth
but things happen for a reason so i cant complain
just wishing i had a mother so i can have someone comfort me when i share this pain





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cebomar9 said...
Jan. 12, 2012 at 1:01 pm
this is powerful and engaging. good job. please check out my poem "Unborn Innocence"
 
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