Unwanted Baby Boy Poem by O Anna Niemus

An unwanted baby boy
lying untouched always
on his back in his crib...
constantly crying...
His mother has been
told by male hierarchs
that contraception is a sin.
She has had 6 other
children in 9 years.
A bottle and a full stomach
allow him to go to sleep
and leave his body temporarily.
They are his ticket to the ocean
liner which takes him away
from this cold land.
Is it any wonder he grew
up to be overweight?