#55 ( to my unborn siblings)

nothing more than

a fragment of my memory

I was born into this world

while you didn’t get this chance


the choices

my mother made

were hers

and although it saddened me

to learn about them

respect is all I have


even if I didn’t want to know

I was told

some secrets don’t stay hidden

yet the choices remain

the same


I couldn’t become your brother

that wasn’t up to me

I don’t even know if there ever was a “you”


so I wrote this monologue.

after someone else

 had made the right choice

 for their lives


Who am I to judge?

Who are you to judge?


*5th October 2016

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