An Unborn's Words Poem by Green Peace

I remain for decades in darkness
Unconsciously only lapped
Then of ardent 'labour'
Strove to get out
This place was suffocating, smelling, compact!
So small an area
How low a society!
No education, no religion, no renunciation
Only harped to rich consumption
But the efforts for liberation
Have I more sinned against than sinning?
For it causes someone's death too
Somewhere misery, agony, woe
But is it my fault only?
Or someone's ardent desire
To invite me to insurmountable anguish of the world
I find not any peace anywhere at all
Only clutch, neither a rise nor fall but,
Lie here in unconscious conscience.