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Post by MIRIAM JACOB on Jan 24, 2010 7:27:04 GMT -5
UNBORN DREAMS
There isn’t time to change her mind They told my mother lies; Restricted by these clamps that bind I hear her inward cries.
There isn’t room to shift and squirm Please take that thing away; I was made to grow full-term My hope you did betray.
Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you…
There isn’t time to understand No time to move aside; Save me from this glove-swathed hand I need a place to hide.
There’s no time to shun the tomb This fear has taken hold; My heart beats strong within her womb I’ve never felt so cold.
I will never leave nor forsake you, Don’t be afraid...
There isn’t time to know my name My face she will not see; All I feel is Mother’s shame My life will never be.
There isn't even time to cry All I can do is pray; No! I do not want to die So please just go away.
When you walk through the valley, Fear no evil…
There isn’t time to hug you, Mum Or look upon your face; Listen to you sing or hum And know your true embrace.
I'll never walk upon the earth It’s time to say goodbye— This wasn’t meant to be my birth; Mother…it’s time for me to die.
I have called you by name, Take my hand…
© Chrissy Siggee
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