Abortion
(yoonoos peerbocus)
I came as tomorrow
Swaddled in innocence
To your warm womb
Mother……
Without your choice
Or mine
Destined to up date
With time
Our human tree
But before love
Grew into flesh and words
What is unfinished creation-
A precipitation of blood
Became my transcendence.
Other Links:
Let Us Visit Childrens Exhibition
Little Greed
Lost In A World Of Dreams
