Letter From An Aborted Child

The day you conceived me in your womb I greeted my creator with a thousand thanks In your womb i laid happily and grateful I merely died of laughter in there because You harboured me in your womb like a god You have a dancing shoes with nimbles soles Whilst i have a soul of lead, the future brighter Your intestine laughed themselves out in joy I beheld your bloodstream beaming with smiles In the wonderful world of a prince to be born Their cheeks appeared as the pretty dawn of the day Their red clothes blown in your wombs like leaves Hidden in the full noon, the next of nature I watched their dancing steps killing the viruses inside i was excited to embrace the pattering of food through Your kind placenta to the walls of my stomach Until that day when you passed your conscience To the land of our silent fathers to wash me away I knew you to be a woman of easy virtue Heard melodies are sweet but those unheard sweater Confusion heard my dying soul wept then I allowed my tears to clap their hands Because i could not control you when fears Went on and on in my little mind My heart working like a mechanical machine To seek and find ways to stop your evil thought To some , women are necessary evil, now i believed Why mother? why did you allowed your conscience ruled you? You should have at least welcome me home And watch what tomorrow will be like. Perhaps i may be of help to you and the society Howbeit you hated me with so much passion without seeing my face? Why did you killed me like a wandering fowl whilst Millions of women are looking for my kind? I walk alone mother, you should have not go if you can not carry m so long and cater for me Did you know what the future hold for me? I walk the feeble street as though death is after me I cried all day and night on the sleepless street of nothingness Upon the sins of humanity against the will of God. Am sad woman for washing me away, for letting my innocent tears dropped on the altar of sin. Well, only the creator knows better perhaps another womb will welcome me with joy as i go but stop the act and save lives for the future holds greater joy you can never imagine now with us THE UNBORN