I

I'm a mid-week child
Born on a wednesday morning
Amidst muffled moans and groans
A mother hiding from her children
"but mother why didnt you call me
You know I'm a midwife"

I'm a village child
Born in a rondavel
Among clay pots and soot
"Hey, mother where is your baby
This looks like blankets only"

I am a child of the revolution
Born amongst good and evil
A fight known to last eternity
"What shall we call her, what shall we call her
We will call her the beautiful queen"

I am a child of the universe
Born in this merciless earth
A gift from God
"You are gonna make girl
Look you made it"