Mama Why Am I Here Poem by Felicity khumalo
Mama Why Am I Here
Mama your womb
Mama your fruits
Mama your care
Mama your nature
Mama am so confused
We are not appreciated
We are destroyed by what we give birth to. Is it our upbringing that changes our sons nature. Giving birth to such creatures.
Mama am i here to be kill by my own kind of being
Am i here to be castrated and killed by who i raised
Mama your son is ruining and insulting your womb.
Mama your son is ruining your nature.
Your womb is rotten cursed by the same people who feel the same pain while giving birth
Mama your fruits are so sour and bitter that they are rejected by many, even when they yearn for it.....
Am sorry mama...
But i wont live to be killed by my kind.
For i know am safe while carrying my womb
I rather kill it before it kills me
Mama we are sacrificed everyday
Our heads cut-off and our bodies exposed for everyone to see.
Your womb mama was taken out by force
Ejaculated by your own son
Mama your kind is killing you
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8/28/2026 11:34:00 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
maKhumalo, if it is because you don't how high I rate your art, then read this one piece...I Am Your Baby, Mum - Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore. I should ask of you to give a little time into the words because we all love it when the are smoothed up. it has to sound the way you intend to come out. get the mistaken words corrected and i will rate you a ten that you already are. I should insist again that, it is in your blood. MaKhumalo.