Ntinda Tena ( The Re-Birth )

at first it was funny,
maybe also scary,
when told a new life-
AWAITS!

ready to be born,
by her-
her-black and beautiful.

had she done it?
conceived a child?
the only she craved for?
YES!
she named it Ntinda...
that day she conceived!

but out there is hard,
to it...
purely unheard,
inside this one who suffers
who moils and toils
for it to see the soils
that feeds it now!

the burden
is like a weightless overload!
too heavy yet, too light,
besieged inside a cocoon of tragedy,
a monster slowly devours the mother!

everyday, day after another
the strains climax further
she succumbs to fatal danger,
of losing her and her own!

there she goes,
wheeled on a stretcher,
straight to the theater,
where white magic,
blossoms a miracle!

the life inside,
is saved
the cocoon operated by a profession,
a cesarean section ...

the now about human,
four months after creation,
is transplanted-
to another...
a colorless mother!

five months gallop by,
the other mother,
renames ...
the already named NTINDA
an offspring simple,
YET
complicated by man
delivered twice,
born again!
a child of two mothers.

its cradle is obvious,
a tint explains it,
a survivor who has survived,
different realms of life,
different races to faces
even before its own
commenced!

but Born still,
original, black and beautiful
NTINDA Tena...
an African on a mission,
with only a single vision
RE-Birth...
of a GREAT AFRICAN Nation!