There comes a promise
then the kiss
nine months shame
in loneliness.
The house of god
and all alone
the man of the house
was not at home.
A religiuos crime
I paid my price
I signed those papers
my sacrifice.
Went through my labour
without pain relief
because I was dirty
in their belief.
I saw her face
I smelled her skin
and her features so beautiful
my mind took in.
They took my baby
on that day
when at sixteen
I lost my way.
But I know her well
in my mind I see
the day my baby
will come back to me.
How can I be punished
when with God I share
the creation of new life
his gift i'm sure.


&
s,




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