You started out without form
Then you filled that void with joy
All the months and years that lay so barren like the desert
In one sweet cry, you are part of human race
The frustrations of this good union, with no child it mounts
Angry, angry, angry and angry we have become
Repeated efforts, again and again
But like a soil with no nutrients, we sow in vain
Noble Men in white gowns, try their tricks
To our tents with best of hopes, we dispatch
The guinea pigs of science your mother have become
On my pee we set our hopes
Time stops
Silence engulfs us
The wait is on.....
And the tension mounts
Noooooooo! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ....we cry out
We'll have to try again...no luck this time
Tears wash our faces as we fall to our knees and lock in embrace
Heaven-oh-heaven, Please do not forsake your son
Do not abandon your own
What we want so bad, we cant bring forth
In solitude, we find solace
In my past maybe some bad I did
That it come back to close the womb
Deliver me oh Lord from the hands of the wicked ones
The tales of a father to his son
That he know, what a joy he is to him
All the months and years that lay so barren like the desert
In one sweet cry you are part of human race
This is such a phenomenal piece. I am pleased to read that you received that long awaited bundle of joy, your child. As for the poem, it was wonderful to read and feel the tug of anticipation and relief. Love the imagery you invoke with this stanza: 'Noble Men in white gowns, try their tricks To our tents with best of hopes, we dispatch The guinea pigs of science your mother have become On this life's_pee_ stick_ checker, we set our hopes'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awesome! A wonderful read, meaningful, full of expression. So enjoyed; D