Unborn

She felt it grow in her womb
A life separate- yet so intricately a part of her
She could hear it breathe
And found relief in each heartbeat.
Her daily chores were performed by mechanical hands
Time was at a standstill
Nothing mattered except the life within her
A tentative smile lit up her face
As she fantasized about lovely times ahead
Yet, a shadow loomed large on the horizon
She clutched her baby
Smelling danger with innate motherly instinct
A figure materialized
"Abort", it barked
"No", she shrieked
Was it in vain?
Helpless, she was dragged to the hospital
The leering quack invaded the privacy of her womb
A howl erupted
Was it from within her?
The foetus squirmed and wriggled
The doctor's gloved hands probed further
The smell of disinfectant choked her
A black abyss appeared
She plunged in, not knowing whither to go
And fell....and fell.....And fell....
The path of despair was endless
The doctor's operation was not
She opened her eyes to a stark white room
Then why did life appear so black
Reality hit her when she felt
The absent bump in the smooth plane of her stomach
She clenched her lip—determined not to cry
The tears did not spill—her  eyes were dry
Unmarried she was, unfeeling she became
The pain so numbed her, she couldn't be the same.
Devoid of emotions, a robot was she
The murderer of her baby, who was he?
A knife was snatched with open hands
She snapped all unbroken bands
The next day, a story appeared
About the murder of a man, everybody heard
They said his jilted lover killed him
They were wrong
His unborn child had tolled the death knell for him.