Thursday, 7 January 2010


Hear me my unborn child,
These words I leave for you,
Don’t fear the tame or wild
Collective of this zoo.

Hear me my unborn son,
Keep forever what I say,
Don’t hate man or woman,
Or love them beyond decay.

Hear me unborn daughter,
Stand tall amongst the best,
By land or sky or water,
North, south, east or west.

See here my unborn future,
A frame for you to fill,
Even if it does not suit you,
Its virgin canvas will.

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