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Mother 1

I could recall some years ago The day that sealed the deeds of the deal And dot the long journey of nine months In my calendar of the years The same brought about the cry That started the journey of my childhood… What a honey of motherhood? An answer to your heart cry You were assisted and ushered Into the labor room Like my savior was accompanied To Gethsemane and went further With the burden of sin of perishing souls He bent His knees in prayers; He sweated blood So you lingered 'un-angered' With the burden of a baby boy You genuflected in labor Fear with joy loomed in the air Swimming in the ocean tides of the clouds And I could see water dripping Down your cheeks and nostrils All because of me Could I see any one that flogged you? No! It's I beating you from within Not with cane but with pains Like a sheep before its shearer You journeyed between life and death All because of me! It would have been simple if that was all But I could see Like two of your younger ones Even of your daughter's age Shouting at you Push! Push! Push! Else you kill this baby What ridicule leading a miracle? All because of me! Push! Push! Push! That was their shout and cry That ushered me into a new world Right at their ward That was not because they're wayward It was a labor room It was labor for you That which ignited my favour What a pain heralding a gain? But it was like a pay to me I took it for a ride but It was mother’s pride and joy I thought it was play Until she smacked and spanked me Yet they succeeded As they persuaded you and encouraged you Then and there with flow of water And pool of blood you pushed forth And you pushed through. I thought it was a favour and for my good Only to see her hand carried me As if she was all out to help But it was only to cut the cord While I held my hands together Lost in the comfort and dream Of the cosy womb She took me out of the comfort zone She smacks and spanks me Again, again, and again She made me to cry and never cared to say sorry But told stories He's another boy, she said Right there she baptized me Into a new world She dragged that thing She called cot to your side And placed me in it Alone I was laid crying And all she did was to laugh at me Mum. Her white uniform belied her act Dedicated to V.A Aderounmu. © Fisayo Aderounmu.2012

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 6/1/2013 1:34:00 AM
I love this! Powerful and moving. I like the religious analogy, I use that too although I am a lapsed catholic and more Pantheist/pandeist there days. I Also like the twist on innocence and misunderstanding of the situation by the baby and the baby's feelings by the midwife.
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