All my mothers will hum your lullaby
Hold tight as we ride the habal-habal.
And they will all forgive when you first cry.
Quietness falling, not failing the skies
Hold tight as we bump along the rough road.
All my mothers will hum your lullaby.
I will not pass the Abortion Road and die,
Daddy will drive us home before midnight
And they will all forgive when you first cry.
Stars blink and sing, and so do I
Listening to your heartbeat with my heartbeat
All my mothers will hum your lullaby.
I pray and am blessed; these tears will dry
You’ll breathe in all the poems that I will write,
They will all forgive when you first cry.
Grip tighter, for darkness will say goodbye,
Just sleep inside, my sweetest mistake
All my mothers will hum your lullaby,
And they will all forgive when you first cry.
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Jermafe Kae Angelo hails from Isulan, Sultan Kudarat and studies Creative Writing in UP Mindanao.
This is beautiful! The Villanelle is always a great form,and you made an exceptionally good one here.It gives a positive tone to teenage pregnancy.
Oh, and I feel envious of that “sweet mistake” of yours, for he/she will have a poet for a mother!
Great work…
This is really poignant.Beautifully crafted.
It follows the exact rhythm and pattern of a villanelle.
And the beat is exceptionally brilliant with the bumps constantly at the right lines..
Congrats young and proud poet mom!