'Momma,
Switch off that sound.
It hurts.
Turn off that wee-oo wee-oo.

'Oh, it's gone.
Thank you, mama.
Mwah!

'Woohooo,
You're walking.
We're walking.
It's really nice.

👶 👶 👶 👶 👶

'Who is that
You are talking to.
Whoever it is,
I too called him from here,
As you called him.
I mumbled,
'Gud afternun dokter'.
Ooh,
You are talking
Ha!
It's awesome,
To repeat your words.
'Vats so sirius.'
Hahhaha!
'Oh mai gaud.
Dokter, yu sirius?'
Hihihee.

'But,
Momma,
Our hearts,
They beat differently, now.
What happened to your voice?
Ma, ma...
Oh, I can't hear him;
That Gud aptern dikter,
Oh, I forgot his name.
What are you saying, mom?
What is 'aboshun'?

'Again??
It's the forth time you repeat it.
Aborshun!
What is it?
Mamma,
I am scared.
My spine's chilling.
My little heart,
It's speeding up.
Mamma...
It feels like,
Like you are gonna leave me.
Mommieeee....,
Answer me now.
What is going to happen?

'I am hearing him, now.
What's a 'skan-ripot'?
Why does it say
That I will be
Physically and mentally challenged?
How come??
Momma,
Believe me,
That thing is wrong.
What if, I am,
Mentally extra-human.
Maybe,
That's why
It said so.
I sense like,
Like you're gonna kill me.
Ma,
I am yours right?
Can't you just give me my chance?
Momma,
I Just, at least,
Wanna see you.
And that male voice, too.
Just give me
A small chance.
To glance you both.
I shall keep it in my heart
Forever from then.
Or at least,
Let me live in here,
In you,
Till your death;
Till our death.
At least that, ma.
Maama...,
Plzzzz...
Why are you silent?
And, why crying?
My heart's aching.

'Mom,
What are you saying?'

'And she said,

'He is mine, doctor.
And I am his.
I can ask me
And deny my ownership.
But not his.
I belong to him.
He owns me.
I am going to give him,
A space for his ownership.
I agree with your words.
Let it happen as you'd said.
As you'd said
At the very outset:
'You are going to give birth
To a beautiful baby.'
And I will, doctor.'

DEDICATION
ElizabethSunny0
(The author of the awesome book Numbers [poetry])