I Wish For Pregnant Men Poem by Faith Udoh

Why do men never get tired?
I really want them to go through what our women do.
All they know how to do is plant seeds in our wombs.

These seeds, they know not how to water.
They are unaware of the pains we face as the seeds begin to bloom.
They will never understand.

For nine months,
We go through the maturity processes all alone.
The morning sicknesses disgust them.
When we complain bitterly they look in disgust.

A shooting star in the sky winks at me,
Begging me to make a wish.
My wish goes this:
I wish all men could be pregnant.
At least for once.

©️ BTJStarlight