Short Poem About Birth
Short Poem About Birth
BIRTH
Signing no consent form,
I was crushed from the womb,
Head monstrous, swollen,
Born with pain amidst pain,
Welcomed by tears.
Birth, you may say, was an error.
But I do not repent it, and will not.
I regret nothing.
It is a victory that
Out of the sludge of possibility,
My lobster crawled at least this far.
I am not vanquished yet.
Limits are not absolute defeat.
Copyright © 2005, 2007 Hugh Cook
Photocopiable: may be photocopied for classroom use
BIRTH
Signing no consent form,
I was crushed from the womb,
Head monstrous, swollen,
Born with pain amidst pain,
Welcomed by tears.
Birth, you may say, was an error.
But I do not repent it, and will not.
I regret nothing.
It is a victory that
Out of the sludge of possibility,
My lobster crawled at least this far.
I am not vanquished yet.
Limits are not absolute defeat.
Copyright © 2005, 2007 Hugh Cook
Photocopiable: may be photocopied for classroom use
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