Gatekeeper of their trauma

Friend 1, Europe

Abortion at 19
She bled weeks after that
In her own home, amongst her family
The ultimate punishment, self-burden
Said she didn’t know better
But did her family though?
For a safe Sanctuary is never supposed to feel like a cursed Purgatory.

Friend 2, Asia

Cigarettes and vodka
Give the blood clot a taste
After all no one knows about it
Can’t let this temporary togetherness go to waste.

Friend 3, North America

He/They said it was $300 (or was it $400)
Thank god for universal healthcare!
Went straight back to work
Because the bills ain’t gonna pay itself
Diversity and inclusion off the charts in this realm.

Me, Gatekeeper 

I hold keys to all these strange locks
But for some reason, the keyholes keep bleeding
I see an army of phantom coming my way
Hungry and desperate
To tear open and dissect 
Discover the secret of nature’s grand mystery
The uterus
Or to some, the ‘population in check’ talisman

My doctor calls me a miracle baby
Because I refused to shift there for the longest time
But tell me, why would I go?
When even the owner cannot call it their home?

A toy to be played with
Demonized and monetized
Mother Nature laughs out loud.
I know, we will pay for our sins.