My Nine Months is Up
By NH
I have waited which has seem to
be forever for the day that I must be born which is
today, this small body of mine seems not to be wanting to leave
this isolated womb but my mind is telling me that there is a different
and better world outside of this womb of a mother whom I haven’t yet
met.
I bet she is going to be the best mother of all because it is her who
has been feeding me whatever I desire for these past 9 months,
I can’t wait to be taught everything that she knows, I wanna
know about the earth, mother nature, my nationality &
those who have sacrificed their life just so
that the next generation like myself can have freedom and when I’m
born I do wish to see the open arms of my father whose duty is to
spend as much time with me as possible instead of spending
it on something that isn’t gonna benefit me to become-
a real man, I wish that he teaches
me to overcome myself because it will kill me if I become a statistic,
I don’t wanna end up selling drugs just because I wasn’t
taught any other way to be independent, I don’t wanna gang
bang- against my own culture just because I was
taught that was the only way to solve a
problem,
I don’t wanna end up being some
Body- with a thousand excuses of why I
haven’t got an education and a job and I would hate the most
to end up like someone who is too indolent to think for himself and
expect for things to get done by wishes and
hope.
I want to be strong not just physically but also mentally and spiritually-
I want to be a leader and not a follower, I want to have
a patterning in my life instead of just waking up
in the morning and not knowing what to do
with myself,
I want to be a man who fights
for what he believes in, A man who knows his creator (God)
and last of all I want to be a father and a husband who knows how to
cherish his children and wife because a man with many children and a
good wife is a man with many blessings
and
a good life.
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I love this poem, especially the format and breaks in it.
“I wish that he teaches
me to overcome myself because it will kill me if I become a statistic,”
“I don’t wanna end up being some
Body- with a thousand excuses of why”
There is such rhythm and perspective here, please keep writing!