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I don't wanna be born
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2002 Torn from the cord of maternal bonds
Writhing in the hands of strangers
Alone in a new world without any love
Fearful of all these unknown dangers
Where am I--
So cold and alone
So small and so weak
So fearful and blind
So tender and meek
Whence did I come, where am I bound
No one to answer my questions around
phil-carcione@attbi.com
Interesting piece. I like your wording.
"Whence did I come, where am I bound
No one to answer my questions around"
Nice stuff.
To answer your question about wondering how a baby feels after birth, it would be no. However, how about this perspective?
http://www.postpoems.com/cgi-bin/displaypoem.cgi?pid=89322