By Atok Dan
If there is something I’m pregnant with,
It is your innermost will,
It’s only that you inculcated into me,
I’m carrying it with
me,
It is what others see as my latest pregnancy
Do they bother to know my time of delivery?
None
They only see me occupied by you
Wonders if somebody asks whether nature has reversed it,
I still tell them
A man can stay occupied,
I hold no baby in me but commissioned
To hold somebody’s promise
It is what has occupied me
I love seeing you in me
When tasked, hold on to a promise,
It is a timeless pregnancy
It does not adhere to biological feminine pregnancy
Both sexes can subscribe to it
In normalcy, promise suffers indelible breaches
None deemed it appropriate
If a man can campaign for a green environment,
Man can too campaign for the green promise,
A never broken promise,
A lifelong promise
I’m still pregnant of your inmost secret
In it, we will roof up our hut for future
In it, we shall flourish in later life
In it, we shall leave the desired legacy of
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