A Prayer from the Womb
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A Prayer from the Womb
A Prayer from the Womb
Why did you tear me off you,
When you knew I’d die without you?
I promised you peaceful sleep,
But you wouldn't hear me.
You were in the midst of planning your future.
I promised I wouldn't pull at your gown,
Nor test my vocal cords when I'm hungry.
But still you didn't let me be.
I promised I would behave when your friends visit,
And when you're on the phone or in the kitchen.
But you still threw me out of your system.
Why mama, why? Am I so unagreeable?
I don't keep it against you mama.
I know that now you know.
I still echo those very promises,
Though I might go back on some of them.
I'm only human, mama just like you.
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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.