A baby in the womb

A baby lay forgotten In the womb of the dead mother; Still breathing the last few breathes The remaining of the mother’s last air. The ravaging war has killed the breast to feed Leaving the unfulfilled infant trapped alone Unless someone do something to support the life The baby’s scream will never be heard across the stream. Amidst of the rattling guns and battling man There lies the woman with her hand holding the tummy Lying still on the ground colored red The last wish was only to protect the life within the womb. Until a medic see the predicament The baby's last breath was almost unheard within Quickly the life saving team rushed Knowing they have nothing but only the grace of god. Each said their prayers while caesarean performed Hoping desperately to hear a little voice loud and clear To add music to the ransacked villages made unto a battlefield Due to atrocities blinded the humanity. Suddenly, in the middle of the rattling machine guns And blaring sounds of grenade explosions The surgeon proudly lifted the newborn high Poking his fingers gently to clear the throat So, the baby will one day stand tall to speak with right choice. Thank god, the whole team prayed A little late, we wouldn’t have seen another life Imbued with hope in the middle of the battle The medical van paved through the war Bringing news to others around That today in the battlefield A baby was born to a dead mother To tell the world, that life is still far from death. ©cyclopseven. All rights reserved 110807.  (Posted elsewhere before)