Fetus

Conceived Not always of love I am a mass of sells My name fetus My domain a womb My reason for being uncertain Yet swollen feet cravings and spitting a belly Swelling morning sickness creating Embarrassing episodes and milk escaping the Confines of swollen breast tells the story of my Presence my devolvement though exciting and Fulfilling takes its toll on the body that sustains My survival As I strive to grasp life waves of sound interrupt My privacy and illustrate my nakedness And I question Should I forsake my effort or would fate deny me Entry to a world my perception deems imbued in The follies of man In my restlessness I stretch and kick A phenomenon that excites my bearer Perpetuating an anxious happiness That lingers throughout my existence In the likeness of man my body the image of my Creator my soul I enter this world And with a cry I pronounce my arrival The pain of my nativity forgotten The joy of my birth takes its place in the heart Of my Mother Earl S. Jackson Feb 1982 Copyright © 2010 Earl S. Jackson, all rights reserved