Pregnant - Poem by Ashley Meers
You have your whole life ahead
You can get top grades, is what your teacher said
You’re young, sensible and happy
You never dreamt about using a nappy.
As you progress through the years
You start to face up to your fears
everything is going to be alright?
But it’s not because of one dark night.
And now the screams of the unborn
Wail from inside of you. Possessing,
Strange faces surround a crying widow.
They look at you like they have done a thousand
Times. Disappointing, disappointed, disappointment.
You have to give it one last strain before
The one half, the good half now lies
In your hands. Your future is in front
Of you. Help coming from all four corners?
I’m throwing in the towel.
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