DEAR, MAMA

Dear, mama
I can see the world from here. It's all so strange. People seem so cruel. I see their mean faces and I hear their arrogant tones. Why, mama? Why are people so unhappy? Sometimes I think twice about coming out into your world. In here I feel warm but I don't feel safe all the time. When you smoke I feel as if I can't breathe. This place fills up with smoke and filth. I feel as if you don't understand because you keep smoking. Mama, I don't like it when you eat nothing all day. There is a sharp pain in my tummy and I get hungry. Most of the time I wish I could shout out to you and tell you to feed me. Don't you love me, mama?  Sometimes when you are mad I feel your hand touching your belly, and I hear you say
"Damn this baby! What a mistake! I can't wait for my body to go back to normal. This wretched little devil inside of me! I can't wait to get to the clinic tomorrow. This was a mistake, this damn baby! I'm definitely using condoms from now on!"
What does that mean, mama? A mistake? I promise I'll be good when I come out. I'll do everything, mama just don't be mad at me. You are mad all the time. But when you see me you will love me, won't you? If I make you happy, will you feed me?
Mama, what is this brown liquid running all over inside your belly. Its taste is so strong that sometimes I fell weak enough to die. Yesterday, I heard you say "Oh, man! Pour me up some of that whiskey and put some coke in it". I sure don't like it. I feel strange and sick when you drink it.  
Mama, what are we doing at this clinic? Why is this man in the white coat telling you to relax and that this would be over soon? Oh, no! what are these sharp metal things inside of you? They are coming towards me! Mama? Mama? Why are you crying? This hurts! Make it stop! NO! Make it stop, this is really hurting me! Why do you want to hurt me, mama? I promise, I promise I'll be good, please take these metal things away. This hurts! So much pain. . . mama. . . the pain. . . stop the pain. . . . you are killing me, mother. . . I am dying, moth. . .  

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A abortion leave the woman empty and the body yearning for a baby. I knew many woman who lost babies and always wonder how the baby would of been. These photos make you see. They kill life. You can see the pieces of arms and legs of a baby. Thank you for the story. Real life can be scary and sad.
Coyote

[TawnyBlueStar]

hate abortion :(
that last picture really makes me upset seeing it's little hands and feet
i wish people would take responsibility or at least plan a baby to come into the world to a family that truly will love it
sad story

[Dahlia Phoenix]

People never take responsibility and want to take the blame on others or the baby who has no fault. Abortion is a horrible thing and the picture as creepy as the images show, its sadly true.