Melissa Coventry

Rookie (25/01/1991 / Adelaide)

Lost Bub. - Poem by Melissa Coventry

It’s a niggling feeling,
It’s a faint… but constant pain.
Of something I lost once,
Well torn from me, ripped from my grasp,
And hidden by a godly nun,
Of a face, a face of a baby boy.
A baby, mine… I never…
(Block it out and forget about it)
Never there was a baby,
It’s only in my dreams I hear his… a cry?

I tell me, they look away,
There WAS no baby,
I WAS no mother…
Then how come I have the scar?

Comments about Lost Bub. by Melissa Coventry

  • (5/9/2008 1:24:00 PM)

    Wow, Melissa - incredibly powerful & moving. Thank you. (Report) Reply

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  • (4/12/2008 8:22:00 AM)

    Forgive them for they knew not what they'd done in the name of the father, son and holy wraith... and if you believe that you will be forever fooled... Amen. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 2, 2008

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