Voices Beyond the Grave - Fictional Poem

As I walk through the cemetery Looking at the many headstones I come across one of a mere infant Whose life expired well before the time Of her impending birth A flood of memories fill my mind I hear the cries of little babies I hear the sound of children playing And I hear a child scream with rage, "How could you do it Mommy?" I thought I could escape from my demons That won't let go of my mistakes I scream and sob for I thought it was over I thought my sins died with my children Who were butchered at my behest Blood drips from my hands All of a sudden a bloody knife appears in my hand And I hear the taunts of many childlike voices hollowing "You slaughtered us! You left us to die!" I hear the tiny footsteps of children approaching I was horrified at what I saw I see the faces of my babies Ghost white with tears of blood Dripping down their cheeks Trembling with fear I shake violently Begging for an end to my torment At that moment I felt a light tap on my shoulder My husband trying to wake me From my haunting nightmare He knows what I was dreaming So he takes me in his arms Giving me a long embrace Then he tells me that it is Time for me to forgive myself Because my children are resting peacefully In Heaven with Jesus And that one day I will get to hold them in my arms And look at their beautiful faces Finally getting the chance to be their Mother After a lifetime seperated from them