Breechborn - an abortion survivor remembers
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I came into being

With hot breath and a golden light.

I was surrounded by redness

And a cataclysmic chaos of resentment!

 

With me were many objects, floating in silence

And Another whom I knew, but will never know...

 

I gradually became aware of something invasive -

Searching for me with murder in mind!

I struggled to survive, to hold on, to live - against all odds!

In great pain.

 

Soon it was time to leave that arena of murder

Where the memory of my Beloved lay.

My way into the world was one of terror;

Of being wrenched, feet first, into an unforgiving, cold, white light.

 

Now I am born, I still carry the pain of those first months;

But the gentle love and constant companionship

That was there in the beginning, remains with me still

And calms me when the pain of memory is too great to bear.

 

 

Althea