A Child Not Heard

 Little girls' skirts
Like petals floating on the stem
dancing in the wind
to the music of their laughs
baffles me to be given such a gift
and act as if, it's a burden you MUST have


Heart - beat
stop - sleep


The womb, a tomb
where she lives, where she dies
Her mother too confused, so she believes lies
"A daughter? No, just cells, no life."
A doctor? No, just sells, young life.


Part of her left that day
her daughter is gone, for her, she’ll pray
knowing she was led astray
too young to argue, too rushed to wait


A Baby's
thoughts disheveled - evident: lacking meaning
like her lungs stopped living and her soul stopped breathing
Asks God why she has returned so soon
"you told me I had a mission, to complete
yet I never had the chance to lay my eyes
on the earth I was supposed to change"