Water breaks;
Walls close in.
Home is no longer welcoming,
Forcing me out.
It shakes,
Writhing in agony
The earth quakes;
I hang on.
The space becomes smaller;
Can’t stay here any longer.
But this is my home,
Where do I go?
A force pushes me down;
Can’t hold on.
Have to hold on tighter;
Only God knows what is yonder.
Still being pressed down;
The pressure is unbearable.
Don’t know if I can hold on;
What is this evil?
There’s a tiny light ahead;
The door to another world?
How will I survive?
All I know is right here.
The light gets bigger and brighter,
The walls push me even farther.
My head is out, what is this place?
My heart longs for a better place.
I’m out! I’m free!
But I don’t know this place.
It’s all so frightening,
Looking from face to face.
It’s so cold and noisy.
Why am I here?
Then someone swaddles me,
And draws me near.
Still, I cry,
For where am I?
Everything‘s so different,
And I don’t know why.
But my home is no more;
I’ve been cast out.
I’m hungry and tired,
Then something fills my mouth.
It’s just what I need;
Food for my soul.
I soon fall asleep.
When I wake, I am home.
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Written by L.M. McBean
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