Hidden Cargo

Today, I am a stowaway

For have I have disobeyed

Betrayed my master, my lover, my child’s father

Hidden away, I’m silent as a mouse, invisible as a ghost

This ships pitches from side to side, leaving me ill inside

Cloak wrapped tight, mound of belly peeking through

My child, my child we are underway, please do not come today.

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