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Not Even My First Breath
S ( / NYC)

Not Even My First Breath

5 months today
still in the womb
today i die
i am not sick
there is nothing really wrong with me
but yet i die before my first breath
all on the very request
of the one who cave me life
now she takes it away
before i have a chance
to even experience it
all because i am not what she wants
my own mother does not want me
unborn and already hated
Mom, you have not seen me
and still i am not good enough
all because i am a girl
i thought
every child had a right
all on their own
they had worth
the right to life
do i hold no right to be born?
was me being existing enough to be hated
enough to not even deserve my very first breath?

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