The view from where I was stabbed
Was the new hospital
Where my son,
who lived in my womb
At the time, was born.
I let his grandfather know
A year before I was pregnant
I would give him a grandson.
My son has become a fatherless child.
He never knew his father’s voice.
He only felt the sharpness of his blade.
Enough to warn him for a lifetime.
He shall not live in fear! He’ll be brave!
