Readers of cocktailmolly, our second poet in the 7 Days of Poetry series is Robert Henry Winsatt-Smith III. Robert resides in Owensboro, Kentucky and has overcome many obstacles in life to become involved in psychiatric work while pursuing his passion for writing poetry. We are proud to publish his first poem… … So ladies & gents give your attention, love & support to a rising poet of intense emotion and his poem A Mother’s Choice.
A Mother’s Choice
A mother is pregnant, but is still unsure of what to do,
“It’s not mine”, says the father, now she must choose.
She starts thinking, “I can’t afford a loving home”,
A place where she can raise her child on her own.
Now she even thinks, “I should give my baby away”,
She soon realizes how she will still miss it every single day.
So she decides that abortion can become her only choice,
Yet, when the doctor comes she starts to lose her voice.
Afraid of a mother’s choice she feels that she must make,
“Yes”, says her mind, but her heart’s emotions she can’t fake.
She can’t speak, as the lump in her throat grows heavy,
The doctor slowly confirms, “Ma’am are you really ready?”
Closing her dreary eyes she nods her head a fast yes,
Lying down she feels her heart pounding out into her chest.
He injects something between her legs she isn’t in control,
It is ripping her own infant from the insides of her soul.
She lies speechless, as reality comes into play,
The doctor’s deed is done, and asks, “Miss are you okay?”
Questioning what her beloved child could have been, To herself she asks,
“Did I just commit a deadly sin?”
God bless a motherless’ child who was never born,
Whom she will never hear with listening ears, as they mourn.
The precious first steps she will never be able to see,
Tomorrow’s future generation will never come to be.
If she could go back she would care for her innocent child,
Her child could have seen the world’s wonderful wilds.
Her child could have even been a lawyer in a great case,
Her child could have been a president of the United States.
Her child could have made a discovery no one else knew,
Her child could have done anything that no one could do.
Then again, I sadly know the world will never care to know,
A mother’s choice of not giving her child the world to behold.
Artwork by: Delvon the Artist @ Art by Delvon
Delvon can also be reached at Delvin Cunningham