ante-natal poem

Written by: akindoyin bosede


Mother oh mother
standing inside the innocent shade
though i couldn't see her face
But i could hear her voice wishing me to come soon

mother ! mother! mother!
i see you glared at your balloon stomach
wishing i could be held in your arms
yet i keep swimming in the mucus
which you prepared inside of you

Mother my mother!!!
the voice of the unborn whispered
your motherly song filled the atmosphere 
of your balloon, like an air 
that is ready to get bust