D. S. Vicker - Poems for a New Woman

Structure

Out of the womb
Tossing, twirling, fighting
Why?

Knowing what lies ahead
No!

A cry
Out in the open,
Laughing, crying

Day by day
They call it life

Growing, learning, living
Happiness, sadness
Ripening quickly

Moving towards one
Away from another

Producing
But not prepared

The body aches
Illness comes
Poverty lines my pockets

Why not
Back in the womb

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