I Lost My Son.. Poem by Kwenadi Gaaje

My rainbow palm dispatched long before i could hold it.
Never did i know i had carried a seed in me.
I found out - i became very fond of my womb
I became closer to my tummy,
Knowing i had carried my own treasured trove.

It took months of silent love that is unconditional.
The enchantment in my armour,
Each and everyday when my womb grew.
Never did i know i was planting a dead seed.
My God! I was watering a breathless palm.

I did not know of his gender.
My genes were convinced that you were a boy.
Oh! Lord! Will i ever carry a term?
How come i lost something i ever longed for?
How come my heart is wary for not having what my soul yearned for?
Oh! My son! Like water in a valley - i lost you.
Like a wind - you blew yourself out of me.
You left me - a weeping soul.