The Birth

(In memory of Violet, a first time mother(primigravida-in medical term;who had precipitate i.e., sudden labour;)who endured cervical tear during birthing;and could not be saved despite best of efforts)

Heralded
via
hazard
and
clamour
chaos
shouts
screams
building
up
to a
pitch
incorrigible
unstoppable
life
inching
closer
like
a
wrecking
ball
the
head
descends
first
expanding
all
narrow
passages
tearing
muscles
ligaments
tissues
(that
will
probably
take
years
to
heal
and
repair
or will
never
as
in
her)
in
a moment
of
frozen
stillness
morbidly
fascinating
wet
head
with
the
detritus
of
its
existence
within
and
parasitism
still
stuck
black
sleek
hair
eyes
tightly
shut
against
all
light
and
reason
you
were
born
against
all
hopes
of
you
not
living
upto
their
expectations
of
you
remaining
unborn
and
unmentioned
with
a
final
wrenching
twist
of
your shoulders
you
emerged
awake
roused
from
your
dark
blissful
slumber
with
an agonised
scream
from
your
mothers
chapped
lips
you
began
howling
even
as your mother's
life ebbed
away
in
dark
red
spurts
of
pain