Onyeche John Chinaka Poet Personification

The Child I Birth Not

The child I birth not 

It was a dream than a trance 
It was a vision not a division 
It was aspiration and not an illusion 
The child I birthed not 

There was a conception, yes I conceived you 
It happened when others conceived theirs too 
Though it was at my old age that I did conceived 
But miscarriage along the lane it could not survive
The child I birthed not 

Within my womb it erupts like mighty waves 
Like the little spark I fan it but it ignites not 
Leaving me with tales to tell to folks 
The child I birthed not 

I sing in the tunes of them who has birthed theirs 
But the songs are not the same as it ought to be 
Singing amiss because of my child's death 
I lack the words of joy that fills the mothers heart 
The child I birthed not 

But I am not holding my peace for any longer 
Take me to the doctor and remind him of me 
Tell him/her that I am not going home either 
Until he/she looks at my eyes and tell me 
That the child I birthed not could not be reborn 

English and Literary Art is the child I birthed not

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