DEAR FETUS
Dear fetus,
I’m so sorry
I was too jumpy
I was too reckless
I was too young
with nothing to offer
with no shelter I call my own
for you to have a home
with no money
to take care of you
because I have no job
If I kept you,
I would lose the little I have
not to be selfish but
because my parents
would disown me
in just a blink…
We would be homeless
you would be fatherless
because he denied you
the second I said I was with child,
we would die of hunger
begging on the streets
being our source of food.
It’s not like I enjoyed doing it
because I still sob whenever
I think about how I denied you
a chance to life,
a chance to see what the world
has to offer you….
I would have wanted to hold you
in my arms and kiss you till you sleep..
as I watch you grow healthy and wise
but what’s a kiss with no shelter,
no money or food!
That is why,
I sent you to my father in heaven
to look after you
and taken a decision
to live responsibly so that
your siblings don’t join you so soon
and pleading for mercy
to be forgiven for the choice I made.
AGATHA BIRUNGI
