Um they said as they squirmed and wriggled.
A new life created, because they had mated.
Somewhere, maybe near, maybe far, a child left the holy womb,
That mother's given birth.
An infant bloomed in perfect health.
A child that's ready, flawless, full in perfection.
Down the street in the house on the left, up the stairs where nobody cares.
A telephone rings, it's just the doc.
Hello, Mrs X, we have diagnosis, not ******, but terminal, potentially.
Dr says you must visit me, to see what I can do for thee. 
To extend your minutes and seconds in time.
"Sorry to tell you, it's not all in your mind"
At the end of the street,  at the end of the world.
An elder passed, from the earthly haven, into heaven?
Family grips his hand, just as  he left.
A kiss on his for-head and bade him goodbye.
Before he dares  to give in and die.
A silent creeping, now he's sleeping.
In perfection rest in perfect peace.
(C) Livvi