The forgotten birth after me,
a pair
was my twin
Ignored; they stared at me
but not him
Wail and distress
I moved with
the splashed white
But he never
My fingers twitched
He was still
I was bathed
but he was shut away
In the morgue
Blue
Remember me, my brother too,
a pair
Like the midwife did
when she smiled
But he never smiled
He never did
I was wrapped in the
white shawl
He was wrapped in the
white coffin and sunk
While I rose
Remember us.
Ben Barton
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-re-birth-remembered/
