Abortion Poem by Shanika marini Paul

Abort me Not I pray

With temptations and enticements,
I watch the Butcher alert
Scanning through my mothers womb,
To see how much hell earn

To him It’s just another business
To me he decides my existence
To spare my life or end it.
Shutting my breath before I breathe it

Hold me dear mother before he slays
Feed me dear mother, the knife soon will lay
Love me my mother don’t let him snatch me away
Save me dear mother, I long to see the light of day.

Shanika Paul

U/graduate BA English(OUSL) , ADIE(UK) , ACIE(OUSL) , DIP; AMI/PSY(Cambridge) Trained Teacher(IMSD)

From the collection of Poetry on humanity
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