Not Me Poem by Masika Wafula
Not Me
My hands?
No! Not my hands
To bring forth life
My hands were formed
An accomplice in death?
My hands were formed not
No! Not my hands
They bring forth life
Make mothers of babies
Crying babies
Still babies?
My hands make not.
Saturday, February 20, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: abortion,chastity,murder,sex
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The mid-wife says, 'not me.'
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4/25/2024 10:00:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Let it not be a debate on when life begins, am convinced the unborn have a soul. Beware not to be an accomplice in murder.