the unwanted

The Unwanted I walked in the forest near the village I wasn't feeling well, my stomach extended  unable to evacuate for days Suddenly it was time Sat under an olive tree for a while, got up relieved, but when I turned to see  I saw a perfectly form baby made of bodily waste, a bronze statue  I had seen this being before in a grotto, in the Athens of a baby looking like Jesus in his is a crib, who opened his eyes and grinned like the devil, several nuns fainted My baby also opened his eyes and made vulgar sign and grinned I fled the scene What else could I do, take this contamination hug it to my chest, wrap it in a blanket take it home, clean its sin, beg forgiveness for murdering a baby