ENTRANCED

Into the world

Fat and full of blood

This entered mess of you

Deep red drips to the linoleum

Then with ribbons of scarlet tissue

You were given up to me as they mothered

Her life

She went angry

To the ICU cursing

Midwives that guessed

All the previous knowledge

Now a test of their miss management

Skills not an issue, more like what do you

Call it?

Collateral damage?

No. Containment? No.

Something we would learn

Later like newborns ourselves

To this. Get the anaesthetist please

Anyone who knows what they are doing

To stop it

To help us out

Of these white white

Walls full of antiseptic attitude

A grandmother or two would be

Welcome now but no more of this red

Ridiculous floor, and please no more blood