Yes we did it again.
I and your mum,
Enjoyed our conjugal rights
It happened that night.
But this time without fights.
You are a winner I say.
The race you run,
Out of billion sperms,
You won the battle,
Congratulations my heir.
As time lapses on,
You made it to this size
Making it a public affair
Your mum sizzled
Every moment you moved
Now you have grown,
Eveytime I listen,
You are always playing,
Right at the middle,
If not sleeping.
They always ask,
Are you a boy or a girl?
I would sit down and wonder
How can a kings born,
be a queen? How?
There are so many things,
I wanna know,
But you are hidden.
Can you just whispers
Because the answer cannot show
What is the colour of your skin?
How much do you weigh?
What your eyes colour?
Do you have curled hair?
Are you a boy or a girl?
You are product of ME
And your MUM ______.
In fews Weeks,
We will soon meet,
Breath the same oxygen.
Tears of joy,
Will be plastered on my face.
I will soon look into your eyes
And say "this is my blood"
You will make me proud.
My little angel,
It doesn't matter,
If you are a boy or a girl,
Your MUM and I
Planned for you.
©dunier_poet
