I am life
Unwanted, Unplanned, Unexpected
Or perhaps
a failed expectation.
There are many major reason
to
Why oh Why
I was a mistake
But there is one important reason why I needed to be born?
“I deserved to live”
What is so wrong for me to have what you have?
To breathe what you breathe
To eat what you eat
To experience
life itself.
You may not care for me, but I am sure someone would.
I anticipate the future what is like to live
what is like to have my own choice
now a little too late.
You know maybe someday
There will come a time that mankind
will lose the ability to reproduce,
the signs is already there
you just don’t see it.
Often times man create its own demise.
I wish you just have let me live and then give me away,
That I would understand.
I wish I could be a test-tube baby
Perhaps that I would have a chance
Of entering this god given world.
All are too late now.
I am sheer whisper,
A pleading spirit who wants to be heard
I came out of nothing penned down
in someone’s emptied mind
written in this emptied paper he holds so dear.
I am nothing but just a smeared ink
in this white sheet
laying around
waiting to be understood.
I was uncertain weather to post it here or not, but Mother Teresa's speech on receiving the novel peace prize brought some tears to why I did wrote this.
my reasoning:
In conclusion to all of this stuff, I write not to open an issue, but to let the young ones and others to be aware of this issue. Life is a gift, and everyone deserves it.
the link below is the first post and all of my thoughts in the subject matter:
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/willyampax/1246156/