poem

Small Bump

I was a small bump unborn, in nine months time I’ll be around

You were an innocent girl, new to the struggles of the world

You were young and free, what were you to do?

A little demon in the dark, a little touch, a little kiss

The deed has been done, the seed has been planted

No turning back; life or death for me, your choice all to make

 

Did you curse? Did you cry? Did you wish to have died?

Did you punch your tummy as I was beginning to have life?

Did they hurt you, despise you and put you to shame?

Did they make things even harder than they already were?

 

I was a small bump, nine months pass, brought to the world

You were an innocent girl, trembling in a hospital gown

You were young and free, what were you supposed to do?

A little push, a little pain; wait who am I kidding, a lot of pain

The deed has been done, the seed has been cultivated

No turning back; you held me as gentle as you can

 

Did you smile? Did you cry? Did you thank God above?

Did you think we’ll be okay, when you saw me for the first time?

Did you kiss me on my fragile skin? Did you think I was cute?

Did you notice my hair, or my eyes that I got from you?

 

I was a small bump, years have passed and I grew into my skin

You were an innocent lady, toughen up by the struggles of the world

You were strong and independent, oh the things that you could do

A little sacrifice here and there, sleepless nights and my unending wails

The deed has been done, the seed is growing

Keep moving forward, enduring our endless days

 

Did you curse? Did you smile? Did you ever ask above, why?

Did you ever get tired singing lullabies during midnight crying?

Did you ever regret giving life to the boy you carry?

Did you still think I was a blessing, your one and only?

 

I was a small bump no more, settling in my skin

You are an independent woman, fighting life’s demons

You are brave and firm, oh the things that you do

Blood, sweat and tears, for the children that are hard to deal

The deed has been done, the seeds are learning

Keep moving forward, more battles are to be fought

 

I was a small bump no more, living in my skin

You are a strong woman, supporting and carrying lives

You are resilient and daring, braving seas and storms

Headaches and heartaches, disappointments and tears

Our deeds to you are undeserving, the seeds are rotting

Sons and daughter, you’ve never dreamed of

Trying to be better, the one’s you’ll be proud of

Keep moving forward, eternity we’ll conquer

 

Are you proud? Are you thankful?

Are you comforted by knowing, our love for you is timeless?

Are you aware that we too hurt to see you hurt?

Are you contented and happy of how we turned out to be?

 

I was a small bump; soon you’ll bend and wrinkle

You will have been still so strong; a warrior for your age

You will never be a burden, never be a thorn in our backs

You carried us, 9 months, blood, sweat and pain

And so we will carry you, love you and thank you, ‘til the end of your days

 

Will you look back and not regret? Will you be proud and be happy?

Will you be thankful of how things turned out to be?

Will you still cry and smile because of us?

Will you be a proud mother, a supporter and our forever lover?

 

You carried us, 9 months, blood, sweat and pain

And so we will carry you, love you and thank you, ‘til the end of our days

For now we say, we love you and thank you; forever and always