Being birthed from my Mother to feel the first cold air of this Earth.
I remember it well, coming into the light, emerging from a comfortable warm womb.
Blue and white and red chunks of blobular gook all over me, I was'nt warned about this trama.
I just had to scream!
A new world, and I can never go back to the womb that held me so snug . I hate this hospitol already. The umbilica cord is cut .
I can't talk or run away. It is a great blessing to be here...but I don't know it yet. This is the best thing ever to happen to be me so far! I am helpless and my Mother she knows great intense pain. A pain of love. Why could'nt it just be easy for her?
I am the friut of the womb and the clouds are moving the Earth and stars are moving in the direction of a new beginng, a new planet. I said it now as it still aplys today Just give me a nipple and I'll be fine, wrapp me in a balanket and it will be alright. Just a big milky nipple and we'll be okay. Happy Birthday to me , I must block out all that pain!
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