Stillborn
S ilence did haunt the delivery room
T ortured by labour forlorn
I nfant lay lifeless in saddening gloom
L imp but so perfectly formed
L ife was not meant to inhabit their girl
B arren, the pain mum endured
O nly the sobs of the dad split the still
R ipped, by what must be inured
(N ine months to make death? cruel's the word)