I thought I heard her little voice squeak <br />I wish I cud do something to hear her little voice speak <br />Calling out and wondering what is going on? <br />I thought we were a family somethings going wrong <br />Mom tell me why did u make them do this <br />I thought u were strong and we cud get right through this <br />Daddy keeps saying that he doesn't really care <br />But that nigger shud be the least of ur fears <br />Don't u wanna see my face and pinch my toes <br />Or feed me brunch some eggs and toast <br />And be there for me and wipe the tears from my eyes <br />And remember ur proud of my face whenever u cry <br />If u struggle, then that means im struggling too <br />I'll pay u bak wen I get older when I take care of you <br />and make you proud to say thats my little girl <br />And a smile on ur face saying I deserve an Ice Cream swirl <br />I kick I nudge yet the same thing every time <br />'Everything will be okay sweet baby of mine' <br />I thought She mite listen this time around <br />But all it's done is turned hope to a frown <br />Why do I feel like I lost the fight <br />she can't hear me, maybe that's y I died tonight....<br /><br />Nesean Coombs<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-unborn-child-3/
