Birth Poem by Justin Reamer

Birth



I am in complete darkness,
And my eyes are closed shut,
And I am sensitive to all of my surroundings,
And I can hear everything in this vacuum that I am in.
I am in a curled ball,
And I am surrounded by fluid,
And something is attached to me,
For it feeds me everything I need.

Then, I hear something break,
And I feel my cord disconnect,
And I feel myself moving.
Yet, I do not want to move,
And I still do anyway.
I try to fight,
But I keep getting pushed,
As if I were an infection,
Or as if I were the nerd in school.

Then I open my eyes,
And I see the first sign of light,
And I realise that I can 'see, '
An experience that I have never had before.

I had never opened my eyes before
In my entire life,
But, as I came closer to the light,
I could feel some pressure on my head,
And I could see a blurry face
Looking down at me,
And it is so strange,
And very scary,
For it is some kind of thing
With glasses,
A mask and hairnet,
And some weird clothing.

I cry because of the scary sight,
And I want to wail,
Because my safe grounds were gone.
And yet, I am 'breathing' for the first time,
Taking my first breath,
And realising that I can breathe,
But, yet, I do not focus on that,
For the scary sight is unimaginable,
And I cannot stand it.

I then see a beautiful face,
A face that reminds me of an angel,
Something that I can still remember to this day,
For it calmed me as I saw it.
It was my mother's face,
And it calmed me to see her smiling at me,
As if she were God Himself.

And I smiled back,
For it was such a pretty sight,
And the face was so loving,
And she was not wearing anything scary
Like the other things in the room.
I knew that I could trust her.

She held me for some time,
And she held me in her arms,
And it comforted me,
And it helped me relax,
For I was glad to see her.

Then there were some voices I could not understand,
And my mother and the 'things' were talking
About something that I did not understand.
Then one of the things took me in its arms,
And they took me to a room,
And they did something very painful to me
Around my genitalia,
And I could not stand it.

I cried in pain,
And I howled with horror,
And as they took me back to my parents,
I was still very upset.
But my mother relaxed me,
And I felt better,
And I went to sleep,
And I was good after that.

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Justin Reamer

Justin Reamer

Holland, Michigan
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