The voices of words

The Unheard Cry for Help

O! what a wonderful world will I be born in. I can feel the joy and the happiness near.                                         But there is something more that lingers in the dark ; is it pain or sadness or is it fear?        I could be the next world leader or a bright shining star                                                                                                      But why do I feel as if all this is impossibly from me far?                                                                      Dear mom, talk to me, even though u can't see me because here I am alive in you,                                                Why do u cry and not speak to me ; why is your smile so little and very few ?                            I can sense you visiting the doctor because our bond is extremely special.                                                              Even though you never have laughed since you found me and are not even being careful.  Am I hurting you? I am frightened ; but do not worry as soon I will be there.                                                             But as you enter this gloomy operating room I can feel you and am very scared                      "O !How blinding is this light. Save me dear mother" I whisper loudly to your beating heart.                           But it is as if you ignore my cries and are ready to go away and make us apart.                           Help me dad, where are you ? I have never felt your presence, are u angry with me?                                     "Please save me", I scream as I feel a hand on my limb ; the roaring oceans and the bright sky I wish to see.                                                                                                                                                               The only place where I felt safe in this universe has now me being pulled far and a fear has crept . Why are u letting this happen mom ? Am I not your own blood, the one you promised to protect  ?                                                                                                                                                                                     I am being torn, I realize as I hear the sounds of my shattering beautiful dreams,                                         But much more I cry as I realize no one will save me now, with my last breath I loudly scream. GONE ! is my hope and joy that I will always be safe with my dear mother ,                                                           O Why did u let this happen ? why did u helplessly watch and let me be smothered ?              In this short 9 months of my life, I now am drifting off to sleep to all my hopes and dreams to see,                                                                                                                                                                                                          Never to get another chance to feel and thank god for giving me a life where I can happily be free.