#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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