Home Life Don’t Kill Me Mamma!

Don’t Kill Me Mamma!

I lie there
in my wee home
surrounded by
the fluid of care
and love
hoping and yearning
to see the world
to see my family
oh, how I wish
I was born!
I hear her-
reciting the verses
singing a lullaby
her fond coochy coos
her chiming bangles
and rhyming anklets
oh, how I wish
I was born!
I can feel her
the warmth of her hand
all over me
Her gaze –
down on me
watching me grow
The air of love
that surrounds me
Oh, how I wish
I was born!
I hear voices
That fill me with qualm
their talks turn
to whispers
I hear her sobs
I feel her tears
on the walls
of my little home
I long to be there
and listen to
all they say
Oh how I wish
I was born!
I hear her
as she says
She will miss me
As I realize
the truth
my eyes fill
with tears
will you make me bleed mamma?
Will you let me die?
I will miss you too..
She hears me not
I lie there silently
Holding on to dear life
Oh, how I wish
I was not formed!

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uzma February 17, 2010 - 3:55 am

Truely a great poem…. just loved it!!!

angiee March 27, 2010 - 6:09 am


wat a poem….!!!
it’s truly…so touchy…..
i swear m nt lying…reading this poem…i got ma eyez go wet…!!!

DUDE..!! great job….


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