I heard of this world from where i come from, Please give me a chance to explore, I have longed to walk on this soil, Please let me accomplish my dream. O my mother mine, For you were not persecuted by thy mother, I will be punctured, I will be torn apart, My new bones will be broken, My spick-and-span flesh ripped off.
I can’t voice out my distress, For i am dumb, But i speak with a heavy heart, I don’t understand any language yet, For i am deaf,
But when i heard “ABORTION”
I understood clearly because that’s the only reason i can cry in your belly.
via POETRY PASSION