Greatest gift to a childless couple,
A readymade baby to love and cuddle..
But ever wondered,
for the surrogate in question?
Who rents her womb,for months of ten..
Bears the fruit of blood and flesh,
With jabs of hormones and all distress..
Finally her belly,and heart go hollow, Lots of thanks and cashes inflow..
Like a warrior when she hatched,
But from her embrace,
the precious one is snatched..
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Author:
LADYHOLMES (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A heartwrenching practice prevalent nowadays..
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Comments3
'heartwrenching'
is the word that best fits
both this reading experience
and the grim reality
that necessitates, you taking the time
to make such an empathetic, Point...
a great write!
thank you for choosing to share
and helping me
reduce my ignorance on this topic
even, a tiny bit
This is so sad. Thank you for sharing.
So true, it is happening much more often and one never knows how hurt the birthmother becomes.
Andy
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