A Human & His Std's T.o.u.ch. (thoughts Of An Unborn Child)
Mommy keep me safe, mommy keep me warm.
Handle me with all your love, mommy keep me from harm.
I'm only six weeks old today, a birthday gift to me,
a pair of bright blue eyes, that someday you will see.
I've barely got ears and a little puppy nose,
and at the end of my feet little things called toes.
(Looking forward to life, toys, teddy-bears, snails and
long fairy tails.)
Where are we going mommy, in a bath?
Where are we going mommy, on a bus ride?
Where are we going mommy, perhaps far away?
Where are we going being pushed with all force?
How funny it feels passing through these doors..
People dressed in green, if they hurt you mommy just
scream..
What's happening mommy, I'm starting to cry...
Mommy come quickly, they're making me die...
Killing me quickly, pulling me apart...
Everything inside of me, even my heart...
Even my heart.....
Bye mommy, Good-bye, how I wanted to see the grass.
Hear a sweet song, and feel a sweet breeze.
Bye mommy, Good-bye, I love you, I really do,
I just wish that someday, you could have loved me too....
