On the day before Adamma's birth
Mama came visiting
She said she had a rough night
And she couldn't stop thinking about me

On the day before Adamma's birth
Mama made me peppersoup
The whole house had the heavy aroma
Of Uziza and Uda spices

On the day before Adamma's birth
My husband kissed me tenderly
And laughed when I said I wanted frozen peppersoup

On the day before Adamma's birth
The sky was beautiful
It showered light waters on the earth
I watched the beautiful scene
And absorbed it's familiar misty scent
From my special window

Mama chuckles each time she hears me call the window special
But my dark, handsome husband doesn't;
He understands every bit
We stood face to face by that window,
With extremely beautiful emotions overwhelming us
We spoke silently, our eyes passing numerous messages across
We were pregnant

And so,
On the day before Adamma's birth
We stood by that same window,
Kissing tenderly,
Reminding ourselves that our baby was on the way

On the day Adamma's was born
Light beamed on our family
Adamma's smile was light itself
And it beamed through every corner of our lives

And then I realized,
I had two babies
My baby, and My baby

Someday,
I'll hear the sounds in your mind
And feel your heart beat from afar
You'll feel the soft breeze upon my skin
And smell the fragrance of my tears

Someday, you'll come back like you promised
With all joy, you will smile and say,
"I promise you baby, I'm here forever"

Teach us;
To love,
To care,
To feel

Let us see the stars and see beauty;
Not fearing that the night is here
Let us awaken to the smiles of the bright sun;
And fear not its scorching heat
Let us look at the sky and remember those we've lost
And let us be at peace knowing that they are at rest

Teach us;
To smile admist the storm
To move our legs in the depth of cold waters
Let our empty hearts feel pain and love and sadness and joy
And let us breed hope; the hope of overcoming

I hear cries; sorrowful sounds
Cries that seem to be unnoticed
Cries of the silent night
Cries of suckling babes
Cries of aged men
Cries of the woman in labour
Cries of the whipped child
Cries of the depressed teen

Tears flow
Even more tears
And bitter hearts grow darker each day
Monsters are birthed
Monsters who were born Angels
Innocent angels who glowed with so much light
Until heavy life burdens flowed
And flooded they became; flooded with worries
Little by little,day by day, they drowned in it
Innocent angels turned curious angels
Curious angels to demanding humans
Demanding humans to monsters they became
Chaos following their paths wherever they went
The aura of destruction became their trademark
Causing pain and heartbreak
Stopping heartbeats

Now they were noticed!
Now they were recognized!
The souls which seemed to ignore them now knew them!
The faces that overlooked them began to care!
Where was this when their cries filled the ocean?
Where was this recognition at turbulent times?

If causing pain brought care and recognition
Then pain they will cause
Hearts they will break
Souls they will ******
Hearts they will stop
Destruction they will bring
To get the undue recognition they never got

Even if it brings pain and hurt

Just so that till the day karma decides to catch up with them,
Till the day their luck runs out,
Till the day the universe decides to finally have its own look on them,
They'll never ever stop getting noticed

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