A different point of view....

I can see beyond the squint
of my eyes
thinly focusing
upon the images before me

Preventing my sight
of clarity
skims across a veil of film

I cannot speak
I don't know how...

When I was inbound
I was big with just me...
Now all around me
giants prevail
and their poking at me

When out of the blue
I screamed out loud!
someone has slapped me
from the bottom of my crown...

Congratulations!
you have a son...
and into my mothers arms
they placed me...