60112, #1 Posted by Improv, Wed Sep-06-06 08:33 AM
Unborn
I the wannabe player unable to play the game too well drifting from here and fro like an unanchored boat You club hopper show stopper the spotlight shined on you during your entrance somehow we matched up and discarded our former shells Reached that happy medium between Staying individuals yet team players Days weeks months We grew closer Had disagreements Went away Sent hate mails Sent apologies Offered dinners Held hands Shared kissing laughter Kept each other’s bed occupied We were now team players Who didn’t want to be individuals anymore
A missed period made our sentence complete our union created something extraordinary I will admit I wasn't as happy as I lead on to be not because I didn't want to be a father but more because my fatherhood fears crept up sitting on my shoulder whispering sweet intoxicating doubts the more I spoke to you the more I shrugged off the suggestions the more I spent around you the less I thought about me; more about us three I never saw your smile so wide Especially when my hands rubbed On your three month growth
Pain… Sharp pain Something was odd Images raced though your mind
Indigestion? Labor? No… God, don’t let it be the baby Please don’t let it be the baby… but the creator decided that this masterpiece wasn't perfect enough for display so s/he stilled its heartbeat But did it have to hurt you so bad your tears mixed in with the crimson pool you knelt in your pleas eerie arias playing in an empty washroom if I could I would transfer the pain over to me; to be your yoke in this time of burden
you knew in your heart you always knew but you still cried out to see what should have been but you knew our creation was no more
We named him Jah for to Jah he returned our Isaac and Moses for the next seeds to flourish he would have been five last week asking us to take him to chuck e cheese or get him that spongebob talking doll knowing it was already in the closet he would have cheated in Uno and tugged on your overcoat asking you to give him a zerbert
so to Jah we honor you as well as other unfinished masterpieces with these words we will never forget you we love you happy birthday...
We are all dreamers...
"You know we're back, right?"
|