The Unborn

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The Unborn

Will I live or will I die?
Is the question I ask my Mother each day as I grow inside of Her.
Soon She will have an answer for me.

Will I live or will I die?
Is the question I ask my Father each day as he fights my Mother.
Soon He will have an answer for me.

Will I live or will I die?
Is the question I ask my parents each day as they tell each other I'm not wanted.
Soon they will have an answer for me.

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blueridgeblues commented on The Unborn

01-29-2009

very good, short but to the point. mark litteral. thumbs up

The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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