Stolen and re-rooted here,
We can no longer be as
Their virgin forest—
Raped and impregnated
By heirs of their slavery,
And rechained with infertile
Emancipation ejaculations:-
With this climax,
Need I seek to excrete
Anymore aborted reality?
Crepuscular rays filtered through the trees:
Tall black cypresses around a dark shrine,
Evening grim bells toll as I feel the freeze,
Conscious the tomb covered with rambling vine,
While nocturnal butterflies just decline.
I could not help utter a maze of sighs,
My desolate unborn baby just lies,
Never forgotten, but always evoked
Except the woman who'll never get wise.
Cursed she'll be, an oath I never revoked.
Fiction
I am against abortion. But I am in favour of forgiving.
America, land of the free,
riches and opportunity,
abound from sea to shining sea,
dreams become reality.
Everyone has the right to be,
equal voice of society,
everyone that is…except me,
was not given the chance to breathe.
How bird-like a new fetus is,
like a chick in an egg,
the delicate spine curved,
all the fine bones promissory wish-bones
tucked into s floating nest.
Unseen embryonic pathways
are not yet cleared, diverse divisions
are still dividing. Genetics uncertain
for an interval, a pause.
In the blood bound sac
a reptilian blastula
breaks through to be human,
a primordial development
reenacted as a timeless secret.
As a young child
I really thought I was Superman.
I would jump off ever higher elevations
arms outstretched
until at last I broke my legs.
Reality was my kryptonite.
Yet like a fledgling
I was just readying myself for flight.
My mothers womb was closed tight
within it still the residue of broken wings;
they would have to be expelled
before I could be forever grounded.
Songbirds now come to my bird table.
I listen to their chipping beaks as they
crack seeds.
None stay long for fear of the circling hawks,
yet they sing on the wing,
to me, they seem to warble triumphantly
of eggs hatched and eggs
unhatched.
I loved you so much
And I wanted you to stay
But I just wasn’t brave enough
To wait to see your face
I let fear get a hold of me
I took the coward way
I knew deep down that it was wrong
But I didn’t turn away
I lay down on the table
I opened up my legs
He pushed his hands inside me
I couldn’t hide my tears
He asked, ‘do you want me to stop?’
I slowly shook my head
I heard the vacuum come on
Seconds later you were dead
The blood pooled all around me
A reminder of my sin
My precious baby was now gone
I’d never see you again.
I’m sorry, please forgive me
Is all that I can say
I feel so very guilty
I took your life away.
I know you’re up in heaven
With Jesus close to you
Please ask Him to forgive me
I really did love you
God blessed both of Adam kind
with fruitfulness of children.
Now counted millions lead in death,
through troubled thoughts for Adam mind,
not counted blessings born to bless,
but snuffed before first blessing’s breath.
I look back at a time
When I was too young to decide
She had the power to choose
If I could make it or not
And I had to oblige
The doctors told her
They had to terminate me
To save her life
She had to think fast
How she would live
With her conscience afterwards?
Knowing she had killed her own child?
She went on her knees
Until her prayers were answered
Through her kindness, I was saved
That is why I appreciate
Yes, I praise the God of Heaven
For giving my Mother the strength
To carry me to the surface of Mother-Earth
And not beneath it
A great privilege that I left her belly alive
I could have died
Before being counted among the living
I would not be part of creation
Nor exist in this generation
Would have had
My dreams suppressed
My parent’s freedom oppressed
My mission deprived
And her vision denied
So glad that all odds, we defied
Here I am, to fully testify
How precious it is
To be given a chance in this world
I am forever grateful
To my Mother who chose not to abort me
From the bottom of my heart
All I can say is, thank you, Mama!
distance, distant
trinket, shrinking
figment, thinking
spirit, stigma
instant, vision
wilting, listen
bidden, dripping
infant, sickness
pregnant, stringent
silent, client
2/6/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2020©
A child, who's not of youth,
And they'd had not being weaned,
A place so big, they'd never seen,
A place for the small, that they'd never had been.
2019 September 17
…LIKE AN ABORTED FETUS
We had something so strong that she loosened herself,
And so many oaths binding us like a twine,
I said “You’re more valuable than gold”
She believed my words like the Marxist dogma,
At once epigrammatic and arresting.
It stood like a sacred and indissoluble covenant,
But she watched me walk away during a rainy season,
Because she made me her private lover,
Then she squeezed hopefully her diamond pendant and prayed,
Yet the truth never came back, I was gone forever.
The fears and pains in her eyes,
The soul full of sorrow and agony,
Tears constantly cried and hope lost,
Resulting from betrayals and stabbed wounds,
All killed a limpidity, peaceful and lucidity of her life.
Today, the traces of the sunshine was erased,
She got broken and dampened to nonentity,
With a burning sense of ignominy and horror,
Alas, I was totally wrong,
Leaving her heart to bleed like an aborted fetus.
This trail of tearful words leads to a thought,
follow its source, and you will find my heart.
Love was the destroyer of Camelot,
for Guinevere tore Arthur's heart apart
when she took Lancelot as her sweetheart.
Spontaneous love is often fickle,
it's ubiquitous and yet elusive.
When a laugh gets reduced to a tickle,
superficial feelings turn abusive,
for forced smiles are no longer conducive.
Wishes and hopes can't get you to love me,
I see it in your eyes; let's not pretend.
It breaks my heart, but we're not meant to be,
so this shambles of an affair must end;
it's time I went back to being your friend.
I had hoped my fantasy would come true,
yet somehow, passion's flame failed to ignite.
Although I will never stop loving you,
Cupid's arrow was aborted mid-flight
and, unfortunately, shot out of sight.
Attempts to cull the human unborn have caused mass controversy
despite the widespread damage this can cause to the population
under stable growth moving forward killing the weaker of our group
Whom are unable to defend themselves
from this violent abuse system ever originating
crushing morals branded as an inferior being
Devaluing it's space of origin with these loveless acts of aggression
towards another comes these deeply engraved remarks
twisting truth turns venom and drinks from the souls of those innocent bodies
Sacrificed as something rejected unworthy of love
murdered not being up to standard classified worthless
challenges the political role as lawless agendas creep
The wide scale damage this causes on society
at large it mounts up to an industry with inbuilt uncertainty
revisits our future as the signs of chaos condemning basic rights to death
I see strange fruits on familiar trees
and fresh fishes in stagnant seas.
I see sparrows growing in the garden...
and flowers flying in skies with heavy burden.
Echoes of reality resound with uncertainty...
Silence screams from depth of serenity...
Beauty basks in the womb of death...
Who will rescue a generation aborted after birth?
I am thrown away
they ignore what I say
listen to my story as I share
listen to my story and take care
I suffer from Sun and rain
I suffer from fear and pain
pain has become my daily food
please come and make me feel good
O please call my Mother !
please call my Father !
I see friends and family pass by
enemies laugh and say goodbye
sometimes I sing a hopeful song
hoping that I will one day get strong.
A Cry of an Aborted Baby !!
By : DrenchoPOETLoads
Frail leaves fall...I sweep them to the back of my mind.
_____________________
Contest: Monoku Madness
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Placed 2nd
© 18th August, 2016
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