I was conceived
through the unholy union
of
abused and abuser,
rapist and raped,
victim and perpetrator.
Abandoned at birth
it's a miracle my mother
carried me for the full nine months
for
she cursed the ‘thing' growing inside her stomach
she cursed the evil man who put ‘it' there
she cursed the gods for keeping ‘it' alive
she even cursed the gods for keeping her alive!
And after I was born
they swiftly took me away
for
she threatened to strangle me with her bare hands
or
throw me down the pit toilet
smother me with a pillow
or drown me at bath time
for in my little innocent face
she could still see the image
of that evil smirking man
doing it to her
again and again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem