Sonat Number 7 by Kale Green a.k.a. Tim Kunkle
Copyright © & i 1987 Timothy J. Kunkle

I watch her wretch as she curls up with mine
into the fetal - we both share the thought
to know our fate and destiny has caught
us in our love and unprotected time.
For sure we have the right, but which is right?
And though we know the choice within the law,
we trouble in deciding if and not
whose life is life, when living starts, and life.
we know we live our love too casually.
To sacrifice careers is a mistake.
Or grow attached to life inside alive -
Adoption is not done so easily.
Too young to Mary, risks the doctor takes...
at dawn, we'll take the early mourning drive.