Below is the poem entitled DEATH BY BIRTH which was written by poet
Moan Jr. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Robert Moan Jr
"It seems hollow and cold, in here my dear."
Said the stange small voice from inside.
What happened to warmth and the beating from within?
As the pound of a beating heart faded on.
"It's all part of life",of this,I've been assured.
Sometimes things change,but people, almost never do.
As blood rushed to my head and my lungs filled full.
More than my last breath,yet less than my next.
Sacrifice is such a strange word.Though it all represents pain.
One will hurt for another to thrive,One to win,the other survive.
But no rest for the wicked.No time for the meek.The runt,must fend.
Bore but last, so willing to follow and slow to feed.
As the first to come is the first to lead,the first to leave.
Only the runt knows how to hide,
it's tiny legs barely able to shift.
"Hide little one" and the rain begins.