power

i left the birth
feeling

utterly deflated.
defeated.
demeaned.
degraded.

how can a woman -
(She who gives life,
She who is designed to give life) -
be told she doesn't know

how!?
how to breath
how to push
how to be

how not
to
move
or
make a sound.

"look at me"
the nurse demands.
"look at yourself",
i think.

i feel so
small.
i wonder how She
feels...

perhaps,
what i'm really feeling
is entitled
to her perfect birth.