aborted

aborted

A Poem by BETHUEL TJEBANE
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an aborted foetus conronts the mother.

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You conceived me a sin
And damn you buried me a sin
Sorry i'm not tryna cause a scene
But The Man Above has seen

Guilt must be feasting on your soul
Should have gave me up to poor Mrs Sowle
Were you scared that you'd raise me a sole?
Sorry but mothers are doing it in Seoul

Why are you crying a dupe?
You got yourself in this soup
I was a blessing and you aborted
I guess you thought all was sorted.

© 2018 BETHUEL TJEBANE


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Added on July 12, 2018
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BETHUEL TJEBANE
BETHUEL TJEBANE

polokwane, Not Applicable, South Africa



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