Mother and child

Inside her I grow;

Mother and child

       inseparably linked,

Yet separate souls.

In the shelter

   of this sanctuary,

I am at peace;

I need not fear attack,

for instinctively I know

that a mother

       protects her child.

But now,

        what's this?!

It cannot be!

An enemy

        has broken in,

And hunts me

in the shelter of

              this womb.

Defenseless, I run,

but cannot escape.

In pain I scream,

without a sound,

As the sterile tools

   begin their gruesome task.

Oh Mother, please!

They're killing me!

Protect your child,

I cry.

I don't understand!

Oh, please explain!

What did I do

To earn this death?

 

©®Kevin Ness