Ancient evil

I run from what it is that is chasing me.
To protect my perfect little one I must run,
I cannot understand what it is that would
want to hurt my unborn child.
Even though the child is not yet born,
It can tell that we are in danger.
I strive for the right to live and keep my little Papos.
I run fast trying to out run this ancient evil.
Why does it want my child?
so many question's no where safe to hide.
I fear the thing that follow's me and my precious cargo.
I know not where the father is.
Maybe I will ffind him,
Or maybe it is the father of this little one that I flee.