Stillbirth Poem by Adebayo Akande Smartfingers

Somewhere in the silent recess of my mind
A forgotten memory is re-born
Memory of a miracle that never happened
On that gloomy day, darkness hunted our hopes
And we groaned in the abyss of defeated bliss
Our joy, grew wings and flew away into skies of oblivion
Though, the heavens roared aloud
It poured no showers from its towers
Not even a dropp to revive a dying leaf
From the taunting grip of death
Grandpa would have called such, fate!
And in my head paint the picture of a three-headed monster
Who shakes the very foundation of all mortal’s faith
Fate O Fate! You villain that carts away grand treasures
The old witch that spares none, even a day old!
You ended a life before it could begin
Fate, destiny or whatever you bear
Wherever you are, lend me your hears
Stand not so tall, this is no feat
In no time, your maestro shall fall
With the golden pen, the one who resides above
Shall re-write this memory, pleasingly in my heart
This birth will be Still not more
And a miracle shall be carved in timeless memories!

Dedicated To Kikelomo!