Best Unborn Child Poems
The Unborn Child
I wonder will they let me in?
Will they furnish me with life support?
I want to be my Grandpa's friend,
his pride, his joy, and his hero in sports.
Really, it’s not his decision
for these nine months to go on through.
Mom and Dad, it’s up to your religion
to see that I’m worthwhile and needed, too.
Oh God, I’ll make them love me,
please, God, tell them both to go on.
I won't act hardheaded, nor wicked nor will I be ,
apathetic and sad, nor gripe and moan.
I’ll lie restfully in my Mother's arms.
Please, God, tell them both to let me be
BORN.
Mother; Before you do it-
Won’t you give me an ear?
I know I wasn’t part of the plan
And uncertainty is all I bring-
To a being who’s too young to take on steeper responsibilities
To a being who had set this plan for another time
To a being whose life holds no stability of any kind
Mother;Before you do it-
Won’t you give me an ear?
My intention isn’t to cause wrinkles to form in your heart
The myriad questions straining your mind
Or to see you with that far-away gaze
For our lives are intertwined -what pains you pains me also
Mother;Before you do it-
Won’t you give me an ear?
I know you are under a lot of pressure
From my father who seems to see this the only way out
Your parents, how to narrate a tale that will break their hearts
The society, how to face their piercing watch and talk
Or the pain of the inhumane ordeal that you went through
Mother;Before you do it-
Won’t you give me an ear?
I would jump out of the haven of your womb-
If only to fill your loneliness with my little embrace
And wipe the sorrow in your eyes with my little fingers
If only to fill your mind with hopeful pictures of what I could be:
Maybe a doctor, a pilot, a teacher, a scientist, a famous artist
Or a leader from a young age who you’d be proud of-
I know this would surely make your heart smile
Mother;Before you do it
I know you’re not a big fan of me now
But like you, God also chose me
And He chose you to carry me
And if He’s been faithful in sustaining you this far
His faithfulness will never depart from our live
So before you do it mother, rethink
And hear this prayer of your unborn-
Give me a chance to live
©GraceM Composition
We saw the ultrasound of your unborn child
Early this morning, still awakening
When at the speed of light
It raced across the internet finding its way
Into our home and hearts.
Your mother began to cry and I
Was stunned and stupefied
At the reality of it all, remembering when
You were one time just so small.
I wondered about all the unseen and inexplicable forces
Conspiring and converging to create this new life
Inside you now. I wonder how
Time could have raced away so rapidly leaving
All those yesterdays turn to dust
While you grew up in front of us.
Thankfully, as the infinitesimally small
Photographic figure in this ultrasound shows, something
Of our hopes, dreams and love grows
Like fruit of the vine and nectar
Of God’s eternal sea of goodness and grace shining
Down on our humanity.
This evening when the sun sinks low
We’ll still be aglow with thoughts of you
No longer one but two
Hearts beating together
In rhyme and rhythm. Your mother and I
Could never be happier for you and this new found
Miracle we’ve been given.
MY CHILD, I SPEAK TO YOU FROM THE GRAVE
I AM YOUR MOTHER, A BLACK WOMAN OF PRESTIGE
YOUR FATHER ABANDONED US
EAT, DRINK FROM MY WOMB
NOURISHED MY NUTRIENTS OF FRUITS
I CAN'T GIVE YOU LIFE, MY CHILD
I DON'T WON'T YOU BORN
I FEEL THE FETUS OF YOU GROWING INSIDE OF ME
LIFE IS WHAT YOU NOT TO SEE OF ME
THE EMBYRO OF YOU IS GONE
ALL MY SEEDS IS DESTOYED FROM YOU
YOU HAVE NO NAME
I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
HEAR MY VOICE, MY CHILD
I'M SPEAKING TO YOU FROM MY WOMB
YOUR LIFE WILL BE GONE
YOUR BIRTH FLUSHED FROM MY BODY
LOOK UP AT ME, MY CHILD FROM MY WOMB
I AM NO LONGER YOUR MOTHER
YOU ARE NOW A UNBORN CHILD
Incoming to live
I died unborn, and
I don't know if I did
Something wrong.
Don't play on being bemused
Mom,
As I'm gone
Now.
Why the killing of the unknown me
I also did not know you
Nor the world's beauty,
You know I'm true.
I was assured to life by two
Participants, you and dad
I took all the believe I had,
For you mom are to give birth.
I thought I was under warthog
Shadow, therefore not vulnerable,
Not knowing you wanted me gone,
Now I'm not available,
Honestly you're not responsible.
You terminated my life,
Did abortion,
And I'm now abortive,
Failed to cruise to living.
I died unborn.
Faraway in an unknown
Unknown distant land
Land she sleeps
And wake all alone
All alone she lives
Lives and waits
Waits for me to come
Waits for me to come
Come take her to be
mine.
Every morning
In that faraway
Distant and unknown
land
She sings and sweeps
Like the African Woman
she is!
...Inside her
Is my child
Yet unborn...
It is to you
My unborn child
That this address is to...
...My child
Whenever, Wherever
and Whichever
Way you choose to come
Into this world
May you meet this as a
gift
From me to you!!!
...I am your father
Pride you are to me
See you not I may
And see you I may
But let it ring down in
you
That a pride to me
You are...
...This world you are
Coming into
Is a ugly beautiful place
A hopefully hopeless city
A beautiful city
With ugly villages
Which houses men
Of different varied
intents
And women
Whose animalistic
innerlings
Are covered with
glowing skins
And ready made
garments!!!
...I had done my part
My part to bring you
hither
And leave for you
A lot of deeds
Both good and not too
good
Also bad and not too
bad.
I had done my part
To bring you hither
In the best vessel
around!
And grow will you
In this truly wicked
world
To be nice and
righteous
Till you strive and
strive
To make it
Better than you met it...
Just like I
Your father...
...You know me not
My unborn child
But my news you hear
From that which is your
carrier
Of the too many bads
That I did
And of too few goods
That by me are done.
Struggle! Struggle!!
My dear Unborn Child
To better my deeds
And better your lots
For the betterment of
the world!...
...Though it be cruel to
you
Fight to abrogate
cruelity
Though it be ugly to you
Struggle to promote
beauty
Though it be a hell for
you
Endeavour to create a
heaven in it.
...For the world
Is always not what
It seem to be
And in it
Nothing remains as it is
For so long a time
Like Mariama Ba's
Long Letter!...
...So my dear child
Learn from my story
Avoid my pitfalls
Use my strengths
Understand my
weaknesses
And drink from my
wisdom pot
And it shall better you...
...For...
You are
My Unborn Child...
Each day I wonder why you never had a chance to be
I know you're in a better place but wish you were with me
And how I wanted so much for you to just be born
Your brother and sisters hug me tight, but for you I still must mourn
Would you have been my little girl or my baby boy
Either one, I did not care, you would have been my joy
Never heard your laugh or your little cry
Did you look like me or have your Mommy's eyes
I even still reach out and let you take my hand
Then we walk along the beach, but only my footprints in the sand
First day of school arrives and the bell will ring
Here I stand alone because you I couldn't bring
Then the night arrives for your big first date
If you were my daughter, this boy I'd probably hate
Now you want the keys and ask me how to drive
I sit down in the car but you do not arrive
We'll never have the chance to watch your high school play
There will be no cap and gown or graduation day
There will not be a wedding, you'll never say "I do"
Or have a chance to move away, so that I can miss you
I won't be able to admire the way that you have grown
Wish that I could witness how you raise those children of your own
Though you're in my heart and mind, there will always be some pain
And all those thoughts of you bring these tears, my rain
I can not wait to meet you, so I'll no longer weep
Until that day arrives, I pray the Lord your soul to keep
This is a letter to my unborn child . .
My Pride & joy, the love of my life, my reason to live.. we shall meet, & when we meet, there will be no wall, no river, no obstacle to come between us.. Your smile? One a man would kill for.. Your Voice? Music to my ears.. Your Presence ? My Blessing.. Youll never know what it feels like to be betrayed by your own father.. & even if you do grow up in a single-parent home you'll never want nor need for anything.. We'll talk & laugh like bestfriends, hangout like siblings, respect eachother like co-workers, & I know there'll be times when we disagree & argue like worst enemies.. but through the sunshine, as well as the rain, mom will be there though trials, tribulations, & pain.. You'll know me like the back of your hand, & i'll know you like the palm of mine.. you'll be book smart and street smart & if i can help it, you'll use the book smarts to better yourself in life,& the streets smarts to overcome the battles you encounter on your journey through life.. that "C Word" . . NOT Carpa Tunnel.. No, Not Cancer.. but "Can't" will NOT be in your vocabulary.. & "I Give Up" is an error in your mind.. I'll teach you everything I know plus some.. You'll be the kid on the block who falls in love with daddy.. therefore, your favorite words will be "I'm Gonna marry daddy when I'm old enough", only til you're disappointed with the reality that its impossible.. You'll hug mommy everytime she's in sight.. you'll be the change this world seeks.. a new spitting image of me(: , but until you arrive; baby boy, or baby girl.. i'm gonna keep this dream alive.. I'll live for you & for me.. cause when you step foot on this earth, this is how you should be.. to my pride & joy, the love of my life, & my reason to live
listen to this carefully my son
there are so many worries under the sun
but much happiness
so think and free your self from sadness
for the deeds of mankind is madness
worst things keep happening
but it all depends on you
so be wise and let your speeches be few
for action speaks louder than words
know that you will be judged
according to your works
the harder the preparation
the easier the battle
rely on nobody for life is a struggle
Nigh are the chronicles through infant lens
that begins its long unimagined page,
and behold, all the world to its far ends
shall in time be your playground and your stage.
But for now we wait in last days careworn
a labour of love and bounty of life -
on my honour I’ll welcome my firstborn
when in my keep I hold my son and wife.
Gift him the arts and mercies of good men,
make heard his voice over the bark of most
and not want for love or false praise ask - then
my boy, my son, I’ll have no prouder boast.
Soon this big world you will enter my child
and soon a first breath and a firstborn smile.
Written: October 1999
For Oscar
I sit here almost everyday
Thinking how lucky I am you came my way
Though things are changing way to fast
I know this journey will be a blast
At first you moved,
only a little.
I can always find you,
right in the middle.
As time goes on
Your really starting to grow.
Every week its changing
I thought it would be slow!
People always ask me
if your a boy or a girl.
I often sit and wonder,
how your hair will curl
There are so many things
I really want to know.
But you are hidden deep inside,
so the answers I cannot find
How much will you weigh?
How tall will you be?
What colour is your hair?
Will you even like me?
I hope and pray
you feel like you belong.
I never want you to feel
like you are alone.
Your Daddy and I
planned you from the start.
You, my dear child,
were made straight from our hearts.
In about 6 months or so
We’ll meet you, for the first time
For you are the product
of your Dad's love and mine.
There will be no one like you,
Not any place in the world.
It really doesn't matter
if you are a boy or a girl.
We are both so happy
That you even exist.
The gender doesn't matter.
We know you'll be hard to resist.
I hope I make you proud,
That I am your mother every day.
Because, you have filled my dreams
In more ways than words can say.
It won't be long before
I can look you in the eyes.
I can feel the excitement growing,
I know I'm going to cry.
My unborn baby who I hold dear
I cannot cant wait until you are here
Boy or girl we don’t care
Until we meet, your in my prayers
I have loved you from the start
You my baby have my heart
Me and daddy are here waiting
Until then we'll have to be patient!
Boy or girl your ours no matter what
We love you our baby, now and forever xxxxx
Dear Mother,
I've chosen to write you this letter
just for saying HELLO
oh am sorry, I didn't present myself
I am that unborn child
the one you destroyed and cut in pieces
You never knew, yes! you never knew
I should have been your protector
your shield
your hugs
your kisses
your forces
your joys
your benediction
but You've chosen that way
But why?
why mother?
are you happy now?
You didn't want the world to see your true face
but you've never think about me
about your God
yes! our God
You never knew that a child is a benediction
just from God
however, wherever or whenever you have it!
you can't know why that child is there
and passed through you
to be there
you are killing
destroying
ignoring God's ways
but who are you to do so?
think hard and do something
it is not too later
Dear mom, am sad and angry
but, as your child
I will always think about you
and protect you of making the same mistake
I can't say much now
but if you feel sorry
just for what you have done
or you still doing
please, answer my letter
I will be waiting, just for your reply.
I love u mom,
your unborn child.
Unborn child,
wear your crown with pride,
let no man rid you off your worth.
Listen closely to your inner voice,
it holds off no lies nor truths, stay true.
Pave your own way, let not yourself go,
there are far more things to get rid of.
Birth your passions to life,
they will help steer you to greater heights.
Lean not on naysayers, but to closer to motivators.
Live for You, stand tall,
Let no one taint your soul!
Let true love in, neglect what doesn't move you,
Let it be You who you fight for the most.
For You, I'd do the impossible and leave you one day,
to do to your Own.
I love You!
12 February 2023
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It's blindsiding,
the clarity that context brings.
New eyes seeing
the things I did before knowing
any better.
For a moment
I got a glimpse
at the reasons
& answers
I have been so desparately
seeking for so long.
Meaning became a taste,
luscious on my tongue,
velvet like ice-cream
& just as long lasting.
Love & hate are truly
intertwined in a knot
so untangle-able.
Because love
is nothing like I thought
it was.
& there's
no greater pain
than being numb…
Sometimes I wonder
if you ever got the chance
to grow tiny little fingers
like the baby book said.
Because your tiny, unformed hands
still hold my heart.
You were my dawn breaking
after the cold dead of night.
Showing me
love's caress in the light.
You told me the strangest of stories.
And one day, when I meet you,
I will tell them back
to you again.
I will tell you,
baby,
that you made me
understand living.
I know life with you
wouldn't have been easy.
I ache for it every day.
& like my shade
from the harsh beat of the sun,
you keep me safe.
Reveling in your sacrifice,
I have the strength to stay.
Testing the waters
of what it means to be free;
death is the only ending -
nothing greater can be taken from me.
How can the defendless unborn child
protect himself from the threat of death?
No, he cannot speak or see the murderer
who has no pity for his tiny being...
wanting to be born and be cuddled
by his mom who has waited for the joyful
moment when her tears will flow.
If a leader approves such a heinous act,
she is also guilty and capable of murder:
let this land not be stained by innocent blood,
let no defendless unborn child be slaughtered!
I am grateful to mother for allowing me
to been born and cry in her warm arms;
blessed be her noble and pure soul
which has ascended into Heaven!
Mothers who bear children
know how they enrich their lives
when they take the first steps,
when they call them " Mom. "
No woman planning to kill
the defendless unborn child
should be allowed to live among us;
her existence will be deprived of joy,
and her days as dark as night.
Copyright ( c ) 2016 by Andrew Crisci