A Child Born Poem by Delilah Miller
A Child Born
My body is weak and unprepared.
A baby feeding off me?
Will I survive the gluttony and vanity?
So I flood myself
and whisper to walls
A child should be born but I'm too scared.
An interesting look at pending motherhood. I am so surprised a lot of younger girls have not responded. I am so glad I am a man I feel all men got away with murder when God (Or Whoever) decided that women should be the child bearers.
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5/4/2024 10:29:04 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Fear of the unknown and you ability to cope. Decisions to be made which no man ever has to face. In my book bringing an unwanted child into the world is much worse than termination Although either way I can be allowed no opinion because I am a man