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Prayer Before Birth - Poem by Louis Macneice

I am not yet born; O hear me.
Let not the bloodsucking bat or the rat or the stoat or the
club-footed ghoul come near me.

I am not yet born, console me.
I fear that the human race may with tall walls wall me,
with strong drugs dope me, with wise lies lure me,
on black racks rack me, in blood-baths roll me.

I am not yet born; provide me
With water to dandle me, grass to grow for me, trees to talk
to me, sky to sing to me, birds and a white light
in the back of my mind to guide me.

I am not yet born; forgive me
For the sins that in me the world shall commit, my words
when they speak me, my thoughts when they think me,
my treason engendered by traitors beyond me,
my life when they murder by means of my
hands, my death when they live me.

I am not yet born; rehearse me
In the parts I must play and the cues I must take when
old men lecture me, bureaucrats hector me, mountains
frown at me, lovers laugh at me, the white
waves call me to folly and the desert calls
me to doom and the beggar refuses
my gift and my children curse me.

I am not yet born; O hear me,
Let not the man who is beast or who thinks he is God
come near me.

I am not yet born; O fill me
With strength against those who would freeze my
humanity, would dragoon me into a lethal automaton,
would make me a cog in a machine, a thing with
one face, a thing, and against all those
who would dissipate my entirety, would
blow me like thistledown hither and
thither or hither and thither
like water held in the
hands would spill me.

Let them not make me a stone and let them not spill me.
Otherwise kill me.

Comments about Prayer Before Birth by Louis Macneice

  • Spock The Vegan 9/24/2019 11:32:00 PM

    Great poem. If he were alive he could add " Don't let the abortionist come near me." Reply

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  • Jayashree majumder 8/3/2019 11:54:00 AM

    Very nicely depicted louis Reply

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  • Whyareyouhere? 1/19/2019 9:43:00 PM

    Like it or don't like it. Try and understand it or don't. I don't care how you feel about it, but it bothers me that so many of you think it's about abortion. Reply

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  • Willem Ernst 1/5/2019 3:00:00 PM

    I am reminded of Mark Twain here:

    Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first.

    Also it has a ring of false sentimentality about it that I do not like at all. A certain kind of immorality.

    One could also consider it to be an abortion propaganda piece. I'm not sure about abortus but I AM against all forms of propaganda. 😁

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  • van darkholme 9/10/2018 11:44:00 PM

    shuo zhe shou la ji de dou mei you ma ma de fei wu, gu er men Reply

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  • olivia 6/27/2018 11:31:00 AM

    i hate this song it is bad Reply

    steve (3/25/2019 6:29:00 AM)

    You mean really, really, really, really bad?
    Incidentally, it's a poem not a song

    Willem Ernst (1/6/2019 1:11:00 PM)

    I agree; it is kind of immoral; in the sense of false sentimentality. A sort of baby abuse... 😲

    olivia (6/27/2018 11:32:00 AM)

    i meant realy realy bad

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  • Kayode Steve Adaramoye Esq 6/18/2018 2:00:00 AM

    Beautiful and prophetic Reply

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  • Sarat Kumar Sahoo 5/20/2018 8:11:00 PM

    It is nice and so meaningful Poem Reply

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  • Madhuri Sahu 3/28/2018 6:27:00 AM

    This is a critically nice poem. Reply

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  • Nico D 3/12/2018 6:44:00 AM

    This poem sucks and blows. Absolute rubbish. How does the child know all this stuff if he ain't born yet. Checkmate atheists.1 Star Reply

    Steve (3/25/2019 6:26:00 AM)

    Perhaps stick to things you understand

    Van?Darkholme (9/10/2018 11:54:00 PM)

    Frank, do you like van♂you♂xi?

    Frank (9/10/2018 11:36:00 PM)

    that just means u r a piece of, if u dont know how to read a poem just go away, poems aint for rubbish like you, it's just a creative style used in poetry

    olivia (6/27/2018 11:34:00 AM)

    i like u nico d

    olivia (6/27/2018 11:16:00 AM)

    my mom made me learn this disgusting song

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Birth Poems

  1. Before The Birth Of One Of Her Children

    All things within this fading world hath end, Adversity doth still our joys attend; No ties so strong, no friends so dear and sweet, But with death's parting blow are sure to meet. The sentence past is most irrevocable, A common thing, yet oh, inevitable. How soon, my Dear, death may my steps attend, How soon't may be thy lot to lose thy friend, We both are ignorant, yet love bids me These farewell lines to recommend to thee, That when the knot's untied that made us one, I may seem thine, who in effect am none. And if I see not half my days that's due, What nature would, God grant to yours and you; The many faults that well you know I have Let be interred in my oblivious grave; If any worth or virtue were in me, Let that live freshly in thy memory And when thou feel'st no grief, as I no harmes, Yet love thy dead, who long lay in thine arms, And when thy loss shall be repaid with gains Look to my little babes, my dear remains. And if thou love thyself, or loved'st me, These O protect from stepdame's injury. And if chance to thine eyes shall bring this verse, With some sad sighs honor my absent hearse; And kiss this paper for thy dear love's sake, Who with salt tears this last farewell did take.

  2. The Birth Of Love

    When Love was born of heavenly line, What dire intrigues disturbed Cythera's joy! Till Venus cried, 'A mother's heart is mine; None but myself shall nurse my boy,' But, infant as he was, the child In that divine embrace enchanted lay; And, by the beauty of the vase beguiled, Forgot the beverage--and pined away. 'And must my offspring languish in my sight?' (Alive to all a mother's pain, The Queen of Beauty thus her court addressed) 'No: Let the most discreet of all my train Receive him to her breast: Think all, he is the God of young delight.' Then TENDERNESS with CANDOUR joined, And GAIETY the charming office sought; Nor even DELICACY stayed behind: But none of those fair Graces brought Wherewith to nurse the child--and still he pined. Some fond hearts to COMPLIANCE seemed inclined; But she had surely spoiled the boy: And sad experience forbade a thought On the wild Goddess of VOLUPTUOUS JOY. Long undecided lay th' important choice, Till of the beauteous court, at length, a voice Pronounced the name of HOPE:--The conscious child Stretched forth his little arms, and smiled. 'Tis said ENJOYMENT (who averred The charge belonged to her alone) Jealous that HOPE had been preferred Laid snares to make the babe her own. Of INNOCENCE the garb she took, The blushing mien and downcast look; And came her services to proffer: And HOPE (what has not Hope believed!) By that seducing air deceived, Accepted of the offer. It happened that, to sleep inclined, Deluded HOPE: for one short hour To that false INNOCENCE'S power Her little charge consigned. The Goddess then her lap with sweetmeats filled And gave, in handfuls gave, the treacherous store: A wild delirium first the infant thrilled; But soon upon her breast he sunk--to wake no more.

  3. The Angel That Presided O'Er My Birth

    The Angel that presided o'er my birth Said, 'Little creature, form'd of Joy and Mirth, 'Go love without the help of any Thing on Earth.'

  4. Birth-Dues

    Joy is a trick in the air; pleasure is merely contemptible, the dangled Carrot the ass follows to market or precipice; But limitary pain -- the rock under the tower and the hewn coping That takes thunder at the head of the turret- Terrible and real. Therefore a mindless dervish carving himself With knives will seem to have conquered the world. The world's God is treacherous and full of unreason; a torturer, but also The only foundation and the only fountain. Who fights him eats his own flesh and perishes of hunger; who hides in the grave To escape him is dead; who enters the Indian Recession to escape him is dead; who falls in love with the God is washed clean Of death desired and of death dreaded. He has joy, but Joy is a trick in the air; and pleasure, but pleasure is contemptible; And peace; and is based on solider than pain. He has broken boundaries a little and that will estrange him; he is monstrous, but not To the measure of the God.... But I having told you-- However I suppose that few in the world have energy to hear effectively- Have paid my birth-dues; am quits with the people. Submitted by Holt