Before my tender lungs Have known an inflow of breath Or my eyes seen The beauty of the daylight Before I have come to know The Taste of Colostrum And before my new skin received The caressing warmth of the sun, Mama, You have handed me An illegal gate pass Past the birth canal Shattered my candid destiny The president of the land Flushed out your liberation From the ******* of poverty And fangs of disease.
*Abortion is a problem everywhere in the world. In African culture Life begins at conception and abortion is a vice.*