The Foetus Triumphant

Come what may I will survive Despite her illness Oh god not, I hope, my fault I listen to her breathing I listen to her heart I feel she is so strong Perhaps she feels my love for her I’m sure it gives her strength I know I feel her love for me She seems to near despair Maybe a kick will cheer her up Hallo what’s up? Something pushes me Out of the dark Into the light It’s cold and dry Who are these giants? How dare they lay their hands on me They’ve smacked me! I cough I squall with rage What can I do? I am so small and helpless And then they put me with my mother I lay upon her breast I hear that much remembered heart That heart which was mine those long dark months I am content Where’s my thumb? I can sleep now