Abortion poem..?

Question

Years ago I heard a poem that was written from an aborted baby's point of view.... any ideas what it might be?

Answer 1

Untitled poem by anonymous author.

Mother keep me safe, Mother keep me warm
And with all your love, Mother help me form
I’m six weeks old today, and a birthday gift to me
Is a pair of bright blue eyes, so that one day I may see
I’ve already got my arm’s, I’ve got my pudgy nose
And at the end of my feet are funny things called toes.
I’m looking forward to life, stories of Celtic tales
Teddy bears and laughter, fun and squashing snails
Where are you going I wonder today?
On a bus far away!
Why are you lying down, being pushed on four wheel’s
This doesn’t normally happen how funny it feels

Banging through the doors, all the people in green
If they HURT you mother, Mother Scream!
Please don’t go to sleep mother, please don’t leave me alone
Mother I’m Scared, I want to go home
Mother what’s happening, I’m starting to CRY!
Run quick mother I don’t want to DIE

They are killing Mother, they’re pulling me apart
My arms, my legs, they are cutting my heart
Goodbye Mother, Mother goodbye
Thank you for trying, but I won’t see the sky
I won’t see the birds or the grass or the trees
I won’t sing sweet songs, or feel a cold Nordic breeze
I won’t hear the stories of our peoples glorious past
My Future is Gone, it ended so fast
I love you Mother dear, I really do,
I really hoped, Mother, you would have loved me too.