Letter From The Other Side By Chris Chakwana

I am that seed that was denied the chance to grow.
That cock early morning did not crow,
the fifth wheel terminated without my will.
I am the child you aborted
that child you denied the warmth of your
womb, tenderness of your breast
that child you relegated to the tomb.
But No! I refuse to rest,
because am that child whose loss u didn't grieve.
That child u denied the right to live.

Am the child you obliterated, mercilessly
annihilated, callously incinerated
am the soul whose life you separated
that child whose death you celebrated.
A product of your reckless behaviour
Juvenile delinquency, miss know it all.
I am that sad soul u destroyed
the abortion pill you employed.
I am that being you erased, that life that can never
be replaced.

Dear mother am that child on your conscience.
Your secret yes!, but your daily torment.
Like a stain, my memory will ever be your daily pain.
I am your mental anguish, disposed of me like
rubbish you selfish being.
I am the life that could have been.

Quickly erased deprived of the right to see the
light.
I am that child who hopelessly lost his life without a
fight

I pour out my heart as I write that which you don't
want to hear.
I refuse to rest, No! I shan't rest till you receive
your
punishment.
I write this letter to you without fear
Yes to you, mama,
this my letter from the other side.