Farewell To The Unborn Poem by Anupama Dutt

As a little girl, I would pester my mom
To know where the babies came from

Was it delivered by a stork?
Or by an angel here to rock?
When do we know if it is a bloke?
Or the right time to buy a frock?

Situation now is out of proportion
No other option but an abortion

You came to earth, but cannot stay here
This place isn't safe, you must disappear
Though unborn you are my dear
Losing you will be hardest to bear

It is now time to let your spirits fly
But I don't know how to bid you goodbye.