The Song Of An Aborted Child Poem by Melody Thaila Kuku

It was one dark, dark night,
When love's fragrance filled the Air.
The forbidden fruit was eaten,
And I in minutes was formed.

And oh yes!
I swarm ahead of my brethren,
And now i feel the beauty of being Alive,
Shaped from a union of love.
But now you seek to kill me
To Hospitals, you wander.

Oh, mother!
You were made to have babies,
And suckle them from a heart of Stone.
Now with all nature's gift,
I am to be flushed away,
From the only home my Undeveloped soul has known.

To be thrown away in withered Bags,
And buried in a refuse cradle.
Why give me life,
When a nuisance i pose?
You think only you hurt from Cupid's broken promises?
I too, my heart bleeds,
That I be murdered by a soul Whose kisses,
Would have been the first to caressed my curly brain.

So mortals,
Shield murderers with the Strength of rights,
Back them up with Justice.
But know,
The voices of a million dead,
Murdered by Eve's daughters,
Heaps chants of curses on you.