Braxton Hicks contractions but there’s no unborn inside
Feels like I’ve been frowning for years
but I hold onto pride
I’ve lived this moment twenty five years ago in a dream, I kept dreaming and at last the moment is real
It is brutal I hate it, take this bitter cup of suffering away from me
Is it mine was it really made for me? Can I change my mind?
A deluded dilemma constructed in my childhood
Exactly the very reason I accept this bitter cup of suffering
Because I know it will pass by one day and the young shall grow
By Chinelo Opara
Poetry
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