BURNT WOMB: (The Poem): A Tale of the African Child

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Heaven is not a sure place to find my solace
I am just a criminal seeking mercy on the cross of the man called "Saviour"
My truth has to be judged and verified or else it becomes another bossom lies
Survival is a facade existing only in the dictionary of the vulnerable and poor
My only crime was being born from a burnt womb

In my mother's womb, I was forged and layed on a banana leave in pain
Conceived in a burnt and barren land, where hope dare not remain
The flames of poverty, they licked at my wound, face and soul
A fate that was sealed, before I even took control
My only crime was being born from a burnt womb

I haven't lost a single memory from the cries of my mother's desperate plight
As she struggled to paint me with coat of many colours, too little but she had to fight
The pangs of hunger playing samba drums, dancing nyok, gnawed at my belly's core
A constant reminder of the struggles, I'd face, wracking my head when the rainy day would come at my door
My only crime was being born from a burnt womb

Or do I tin tiny memory to my father's absence, a void that I've never known
Or do I vomit over a family's shattered dreams, like the fragments of a broken home
I've grown up knowing nothing but only the weight of responsibilities on my chest
A burden that's mine to carry alone, I am only but African child, a constant and nagging guest,
But my only crime was being born from a burnt womb

Memories of sweat or is it the village elders speaking hushed, parables and whispered tones?
Just like a hopeless dangling scrotum, their words has become a curse that's been passed down, through generations of my bones
A fate that's sealed and delivered, like a journey post man packaging a delivering mail
My destiny predetermined, dusted to believe in a place of poverty without a chance to prevail
I know that my only crime was being born from a burnt womb

I've grown up with the fire, that burns within my soul
A towering flame that flickers bright,in the dark of coal
I've learned to rise up, with every step I take
But the weight of the womb, is a burden I'll never shake because my only crime was being born from a burnt womb

The scars passed down from the so-called hero's past still lingers and remain
Reconciling a constant reminder of the pain and the broaden shoulder shame
A portion of my heart is magnet to my memory and heavy with grief thorning my spirit worn and weak
But still I hold on to hope, on to a lifeline, on to a place where love is given at it peak
But still, my only crime was being born from a burnt womb

The wind it howls and whistles, like a mournful sigh
As I walk alone, with tears that fall like the sky
My heart is heavy with sorrow, my spirit is torn and worn
But still I rise up, with a strength that's hard to define
Only that my only crime was being born from a burnt womb

The sun beats down upon me, like a hammer battered and tattered to the ground
My body is weary, my spirit is menopaused and worn down
But still I hold on to hope, like a beacon deeming hope to a trouble night
A light that guides me forward, through the darkness of my plight
But the memory of my womb is a scar that will remain
My only crime was being born from a burnt womb

My story is one of friction to struggle and of strife
A tale of a burnt womb that has put me in a cage of no wings, that has deleted my memories and cut short my life
My only crime was being born from a burnt womb

The world may never know, the depth of my pain
The scars that I carry, the weight of the blood of the burnt womb's stain
But my spirit remains unbroken, like a tree that's weathered the storm
My only crime was being born from a burnt womb

My voice may be silenced, but my story will be told
A tale of a burnt womb, that will forever be etched in gold
A reminder of the struggles, of the pain and the strife
A testament to my strength, a beacon that will forever be my life,
My only crime was being born from a burnt womb

I am the African Child

I rest my 🖊️

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