Abortion Comments

No splinter, yet pierced, No wound, yet hurt, A bruised self Bled, anemic yellow; Following the eyes, And heart-rending shrieks, .... my God . ohhhh this description is terrible...... my dear poet..... i was in tears.... thank you . tony

There may not be many poems that deal with the subject with so much emotion and realism. Hats off to you, Atul. I would like to quote a few lines that bare the immorality of the act: A stifled existence, Dumped in the dust-bin Of social scoff, In tear-less bereavement,