The third day

The third day

A Poem by Freedom's Child

For 3 days
Was I fed from the breast?

For 3 days
Where was I?

For 3 days
Did my future have plans?

For 3 days
Was I loved?

On the 3rd day
I would never have breast milk

On the 3rd day
I was left by all

On the 3rd day
I had no future

On the 3rd day
No one decided to love me

3 days of one life
On the 3rd day, a lifetime of emptiness

© 2012 Freedom's Child


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Jacking with your poem, sorry for the intrusion in advance,Me I would leave the reader floating, by removing "a lifetime of emptiness" your poem ,I like it.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Freedom's Child

12 Years Ago

Thank you for the suggestion, I do like your thought and I may remove it. Thank you!
Nice job. You have good poems. Is this about abortion?

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Freedom's Child

12 Years Ago

Thank You! It is actually about me, my parents were killed when I was 3 days old.

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Freedom's Child
Freedom's Child

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