Shiny Gloves Poem by Eowyn Aurora

Mama said she didn't love to keep
Said she didn't want me
Said she didn't care
Just wanted to be free

Mama sat for one day sulking
Listened to the blues
When she hear I was coming
When she heard my news

Did not want the stares
Didn't want their scoffs
Didn't want to face their eyes
Or listen to their talks

Said she wants me gone
Wish I'd disappear
So she wants those shiny gloves
To take me out of here

But I'm not ready
I'll be dead!
Can't keep my heart at
All well fed

To hear her wails
To wipe her tears
No ones here
To comfort fears

So she wants me gone
Can't understand
I'm my own little person
Not packaged boxed nor canned

Will I ever see the sunshine
Will I ever feel the rain
Will I ever run so fast
Or wince in my own pain

But now I wince in hers
This woman I call mom
Wants to take my life
Take my living song

The word is operation
The word that makes me leave
I thought a baby was to be
Joyful and naïve

But nobody wants me
And no one wants to hold my hand
No one wants to hold me
I just can't understand

This lady acts ashamed
That she could usher me
Into a world of glory
But she just wants this free

Free from what
A baby's smile
Can't just try
for a little while
I'd try to be perfect
If she loved me,
I'd try to please her
Why can't she see

She said to that man
"the baby doesn't matter
Look at me, look at me
i'm getting fatter

Soon they'll know
Soon they'll hear
The gossip will start
Get me out of here

Out of the pain
i'm wallowing in
Out of the misery
i can't get to dim"

But why does this girl
Not want what's best
But why does this girl
Want me to rest

Rest from breath
But I haven't breathed
Before oxygen
She wants me to leave

Can someone change her mind
Can someone see what she should find?

It's me within
her womb
But why put me
In a tomb

Can someone care
Before that knife
Can someone rescue
To save my life

I might not be huge
To her in proportion
But why at all, why, why, why
Take me with abortion?