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VEILS, BRIDES AND FOETUSES


They say you are smart modern children.
That we tried but you are in a league of your own.
And I agree but I don't want to be you..
 to eavesdrop from the womb  as mom makes those vows,
that should permit her to conceive me even though I'm already here.
I don't want to be born before my parents' nine months wedding anniversary.
Or have cow milk as main course and breastmilk for desserts.
No, I don't want to be you.

 They say you are smart,
that your gestation period is now shorter.
For hardly do they leave the altar before you come tumbling down .
But I don't want to be you,
 I do want to be the sparks that fly out before the metal has hit the stone,
so keep your 'luck modern foetuses.
I don't want to be you.

 you are unique and speak the queen's English.
But please remain you, so I wouldn't.
For sincerely I don't want to be you.
So I won't join the priest and my parents on the same alter,
And say the marriage vows twice.
I don't want to witness my birth though they say  heaven now understand.
But i still don't want to raise that veil with my father .
I don't want to hold the props in that drama.
Acting pure when we know it's not true,
No, I don't want to be you.
I don't want to be a witness of that moment  she says "'i do"
to  kickstart what has already ended,
for even though I'm true  the process is not.

           ©Samson Abanni

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