Friday, November 10, 2006

A Midnight Caesarean Section



In the still of the OT a shrill cry
the surgeon turns his head and smile
forcefully expelled from the womb
by an incision on the wall
the world intrude rudely into the womb.
a baby is born


In anger and fright the cry
against the harshness of bright light
against the coldness of the air
against the noise of cold technology
a baby is born

What will his future be, I wonder
will he have the love of his parents
will he have his dreams come true
will he fulfil his full potential
a baby is born

Now snug and warm swaddled in blanket
he begins to suck his fingers
he begins to sense his angel
he begins to feel hunger
a baby begins to be

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