Womb, The Tomb Poem by JOBY JOHN

It comes near, the time
The time to visit the world
The world, the creation of God
"God! I am happy now
Now I am going to see my mother
My mother my world
One day I leave my world
And their world becomes mine"
Doctor, "Are you sure"?
"Yes I want it done"
"Get ready to the theatre
Nurse guide her soon
Tears starting falling down
"What happened my mother"?
Why she sad?
Mother I am there
Her eyes slowly closed
Oh! God! My legs are cut
She tried to escape
But the womb limited her
A person becomes mere flesh
There lies the denied freedom
Waiting to be removed from the bin.