I found this poem and i felt i needed to post it
mwezi One
Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my organs. I upendo the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it, I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your moyo beat is my inayopendelewa lullaby.
mwezi Two
Mommy, today I learned how to suck my thumb. If wewe could see me, wewe could definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my nyumbani though. It is so nice and warm in here.
mwezi Three
wewe know what Mommy, I'm a girl !! I hope that makes wewe happy. I always want wewe to be happy. I don't like it when wewe cry. wewe sound so sad. It makes me sad too, and I cry with wewe even though wewe can't hear me.
mwezi Four
Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine, but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes, and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it too.
mwezi Five
wewe went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He alisema that I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?
mwezi Six
I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it? It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy!! HELP me!! No ...
mwezi Seven
Mommy, I am okay. I am in Jesus's arms. he is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't wewe want me Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One zaidi moyo that was stopped. Two zaidi eyes that will never
see. Two zaidi hands that will never touch. Two zaidi legs that will never run. One zaidi mouth that will never speak.
mwezi One
Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my organs. I upendo the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it, I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your moyo beat is my inayopendelewa lullaby.
mwezi Two
Mommy, today I learned how to suck my thumb. If wewe could see me, wewe could definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my nyumbani though. It is so nice and warm in here.
mwezi Three
wewe know what Mommy, I'm a girl !! I hope that makes wewe happy. I always want wewe to be happy. I don't like it when wewe cry. wewe sound so sad. It makes me sad too, and I cry with wewe even though wewe can't hear me.
mwezi Four
Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine, but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes, and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it too.
mwezi Five
wewe went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He alisema that I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?
mwezi Six
I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it? It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy!! HELP me!! No ...
mwezi Seven
Mommy, I am okay. I am in Jesus's arms. he is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't wewe want me Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One zaidi moyo that was stopped. Two zaidi eyes that will never
see. Two zaidi hands that will never touch. Two zaidi legs that will never run. One zaidi mouth that will never speak.
