birth of worth

there´s no freedom in escape
there´s no love in death-bound caves
there´s no peace in watching bleed
the fearstruck girl that cuts
what she may breed

once she fell into a well
and ever since
awaits her fate
of hitting ground
of getting drowned
at the lowest end
of her free-falling self

in a tunnel that bites
the light from her eyes
and shatters the hopes she never had-

to take a needy child to bed
to save her wings from slaughter
in an embrace
that no-body could have brought her

an embrace of love
for the beauty she tossed
down the suicide path
in a well of abortion-

The hell, girl, you know
this birth will be none of distortion!

Stop raping the child
and life will be in your might

There´s freedom in loving embrace