IT GOES ON

IT GOES ON In the heart of the mother, A new beat, A hammering, The heart of another. Every day, every moment The mother hears this drumming Telling her that her child, Is there, present. This life that never saw the light of day, She covers it with love, Rocking it, talking to it, Anyway. The child in her grows strong Her belly heavy, Her whole body is gravity, Her soul, a song. Finally comes spring The life in her wants to fling, In a cry of pain, She ejects the crying gain, Protesting from this little face, To be driven from her embrace. A new life is born.