Agony of the Unborn

Agony of the Unborn Safest in world was a mother's womb, An affection flowed into my veins, Until they turned it into my tomb, Who can imagine those creeping pains, Innocent life taken before inception, Was this to meet anybody's gains ? Unaware of those webs of deception, Showed myself up in great cheers, Thousands nurtured, why me an exception ? My genitors who were the most dears, Turned out to be my ruthless killers, Stabbing and piercing me with spears, My tale may not figure amongst chillers, Veiled story probably never will unfold, Else could have been the best of thrillers, Not a word, vanishing even before being told, Where I was being shaped into pure gold, Safest in world was a mother's womb, Until they turned it into my tomb ! Written March 17th, 2015 For contest "Repeat after me" by Rachel Firmin