My father brought the idea
You accepted it and kept me safely in your womb
Like a tenant you were my landlord
I fed on what you ate, drunk on what you’ve drunk
Your joy and happiness made me kick you from the inside
To let you know I was happy too
I overheard all your contemplations
I knew right from your womb what a wonderful woman you are
I enjoyed all the sweet melodies you sung for me
With my eyes closed I imagined your beauty
I was filled with enthusiasm and wishes
I wanted to come out and say to you I love you
I wanted to come out and call you mama so I kicked you
You were thrilled that your baby was strong
But I had my reasons
I was becoming of age so I became impatient
But all of a sudden I heard you cry
I could hear voices instructing you
Push push you are doing well push
I could not bear the thought of my mums cry
So I decided to come out but this time it was easier
I felt like I was being pushed out
I felt the pain in your cry
I knew what I would do when I am out
Finally I was out and to my surprise
I saw people who were just like me but bigger
I cannot kick them all; I thought
So I began to cry to win their sympathy and to let my mum go
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow Affectionate in every sense. Gripping.