Eviction
A picture formed by ultra sound
will only cost a pound or two
You can be sure it will astound
everyone you show it to
A picture of your unborn child.
Thanks to modern technology
still innocent and undefiled.
Kept safe within the sanctuary
provided by his mothers womb
He has no idea at all that he
must soon vacate his private room
Where everything’s provided free.
Although he would much rather stay
He can’t dictate the time and place
Dame Nature will brook no delay
He has to join the human race.
16-Feb-08
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great write Ivor! Always a surprise subject you seem to find to make a poem of! ! ! *10*! ! Friend Thad