Mute and fastidious enlivening womb,
Blood red zygote is tied in a strange bloom.
Umbilical strands, mysterious quagmire.
Once undetectable vitality is now seed hire.
Wrapped in the space of a narrow room.
Elusive shelter from the entire doom.
Antepartum life, nourishing advertently,
Swiftly evolving forms and lines reliantly.
Enclose the embryonic kid with affection.
For a while, surely keep it safe till inception.
Right to be born, to exist, to suck in air
Renewed spirit and a drive to live and dare.
Kids recalled mother's voice from the womb.
No one knows his death date or his tomb.
Written: March 25, 2022
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