J.M.J.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

I CAN SEE, AND I CAN FEEL!

COUNT MY FINGERS; I AM REAL!

IT’S SO WARM AND PEACEFUL HERE;

THANK YOU, MOTHER, FOR YOUR CARE.

I FEEL SO SAFE AND SO SECURE;

LIFE IS SO EASY TO ENDURE.

I NEVER WANT TO LEAVE THIS PLACE,

BUT I MUST SEE MY MOTHER’S FACE.

IT IS NOT MY BIRTHDAY YET;

MY BIRTHDAY I WILL NOT FORGET.

NO BETTER PRESENT I CAN GET

THAN SEE THE MOM I HAVEN’T MET.

WHAT IS THIS CLAMOR THAT I HEAR?

IT’S SOMETHING NEW; I’M SENSING FEAR!

I CAN HEAR A STRANGE VOICE SAY,

“THE JOB IS DONE; NOW YOU MUST PAY.”

TURN ON THE LIGHTS! I CANNOT SEE!

MOMMY, WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?

IT WAS SO WARM INSIDE YOUR WOMB;

IT FEELS SO COLD INSIDE THIS TOMB.

“THY WILL BE DONE”

            2-12-1994

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