Accident By Birth,

The torrential rain subsided As she peep through the dark mute street With her heart socked in regrets A decision has to be taken Parenting the small angel alone is hard to chew The little angel smile at her But she waved it swiftly As she robed him beside the trash of life Tears dropped from her eyes With his umbilical cord still oozing A connection to motherhood Her breasts still beaconing The innocent look, innocently smile at her She reached out for her swift feet, lest hell is set loose At sun sets Passersby nodding Vehicular moves halt The atmosphere filled with fears Has the world gone gaga as Lady Gaga? Well we are all insane retorted a voice The boy grew in home far away from her womb With his true identity unknown Terror and love visits him daily, Questioning his identity Who am I? Am I just an accident by birth? Am I actually Awoh? Even as such, If my true identity remains unknown I shall give the world a definition. awoh awoh