BIRTH

    BIRTH   



Each day

Her body fattens with more flesh

Her fatty gland blooms

Shining her skin

Like skin smoothed with much lotion

Spitting sputum

Her mammary gland blooms

Boosting her Breasts



Each day

The semi human

Created by my potent liquid

Swells her stomach



On the day

While having a nap

Her groan wakes me up

“What is it honey?”

“Ha! Ha! My tummy”

       

      Her scream

      Pierces through the labour room into my ears

    ‘Oh! Ha! Ha! Honey come and hold me please!



      Her cry

      Is like a sudden plaque of fear

      Gripping my heart



   

   

      The midwife urges

      “Push! Push!! Push!!!”

    “Hmmmm! Hmmmm!! Hmmmm!!!”



      The emerging being seems bigger

      Tearing more her hymen

      Her pain deepens



      I am drunk with fear

      Hoping she won’t be ripped beyond re …         

      hurray!

      I hear a fresh cry.