As a cell, I float around
I am just another night’s pleasure
My goal is my mom’s womb
Am I a problem or a treasure?
I finally reach my home
Peaceful, safe and straight
My joy, words can’t tome
To be born, I simply await
I’ll breathe the fresh air
And be the way I should
I’ll always say a little prayer
I will always smile, I would
As I silently lay in your womb
Waiting to come out, a happy child
I knew not, I was to go to my tomb
If I had known, I would have gone wild!
I can hear my mom scream
And feel her painful heart
I am sure it’s no wicked dream
I know not, within days I will part!
My parents decide, another way
“Not this, not now” they say
To hear, I tried all the way I could
But I knew, it was no good
My baby mind screams all it can
To be alive for one more day
I cry, I weep, I moan, I wail
But no one hears my say!
Alas! I go back to my beloved God
To where I belonged in the start
I try to smile, though it was odd
I try hard to impart
My stunted fingers and baby toes
Are touched by none ever
If once had they heard my plea
I would have been like you, a man!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem