I Have Found You Here

John Chinaka Onyeche

Sunday 28 June 2020

To you my unborn child

Tears rolled down this eyes again

I am heavy heart for your coming

15 years ago I was in the middle of the city

City of many wanton lifestyle in the street

Hoping to be a good father to you my child

But your reality now is taking me to sorrow

To you my unborn queen

I had wished to buy you a diamond crown

Build you safe haven for the wanton men are many

The race where you dwells lives in fear nowadays

But seeing your diamond crown they would know that you are a Queen

They would live to protect you from the insane

To you my unborn king

I had wished to buy you a golden ring

The one worn by a king in the old kingdom

Teach you a way to tell tales and fight for your love

Like the knight's of King Arthur and the young magician

You are to win every heart even in battles and wisdom

I saw a mother with her new born child

Walking in the streets of my habitation

She looked so sparkling in her coat of many colours

She told me about her joy and the sorrow of her son

I looked at her countenance and she took me to her abode and told me of her tales

The husband had left her in the wake of a new day

I could not see it anytime soon as I had thought

Tears fell off the eyes and he held my hands so tight

Promising to be strong and care after our child

That he could not father the lad as he had thought

Race he wishes not to bring into being to tell his like tales

He left the city and ran into the thin air of no hopes

Now his child is here and he knows not of what becomes of him that is born unto him faraway

The unfavourable stories of single mothers she said

Every day I dreamt of our lives together and the words spoken as promises

I am sorrow for he knows not what I wanted him for

Daily my child grows calling a father he knows not