The Unborn Child Poem by kingsley keke

Tired eyes wink
As stifled dreams blink
And muzzled foetus battles

Fragile uterine wall quivers
disturbed creature quibbles
as alien object approaches

Broken chords snap
Sprawled placenta hangs
Sacred Adam, rendered homeless

His Eden desecrated
Stripped of his innocence
Virginal nakedness revealed

With one last breath
He voicelessly cried
‘I wish I was born’

His death, her pride
Tender flames, snuffed too soon
Tender seed, never to sprout!