Black Poetry : plastic bag babies - a tribute

[wildflower7]

for some reason
there is a knowledge, a reality
of plastic bag newborn babies
found/not found, saved/murdered
hauntingly not forgotten in
trash dumps
woods
fields
basements
garages
roadsides
alleys
attics
deep dark secrets
this is a tribute to you
poor newborn baby
brought into a cold bright world
only to see but a
moment-second-hour-day
of life
had i known, i'd have rescued you
because somebody wants you
that is always the case
please forgive your
scared or ignorant or cruel or young or
clinically crazy or malnourished or stupid
mother
because God was there
and He wouldn't let you suffer
you innocent child of his
for though you may have frozen or suffocated
been taken from us in a horrible way
God bore your pain
so that you wouldn't have to
on behalf of those mothers-- no, mothers everywhere,
i'm sorry
you are ever in my thoughts.


*this had me in tears this morning*

 

[alyce]

missy -7

This is such a beautiful tribute to those countless, nameless cherubs who now rest in the arms of the Father.

Thank you for your compassion; I am moved.

A

 

[MapleXtract]

*In...

...tears...* Oh my, poetess; my is frowning, in the aftermath of this piece. Bravo, scribe...

 

[wildflower7]

i just felt that something
something should be said for them
and this was it for me
thank you for responding.
-7

 

[Afridancr]

teary eyed

crying not only for those but for my own...left this earth not in this manner but...gone none the less

Father forgive me...