Sickle Shaped

By Kadija Conteh

I get nervous when they look at me,
And I know sometimes they will.
The journey I have been on to accept you,
Has been far from uphill.
Some days I look back and smile
And others I sit back and cry.
That the journey to discover you,
Was nothing short of a while.

Maybe a kiss on the cheek, or a smile
Wipe your tears, it will be alright.

I’ll never forget the day you showed up,
It felt like you were right on time.
One moment I was living a dream,
The next, breathing became a crime.
It felt like a weight had been dropped,
Something too hard for me to bare.
It wasn’t exactly what I had dreamed of,
Not the mountains, or the rare air.

Maybe a kiss on the cheek, or a smile
Wipe your tears, it will be alright.

I think of you as part of me,
A story I can live to tell.
That the moment we first,
I wanted you to go to hell.
You ruined what I had worked for,
Well at first was what it seemed.
My whole life had to take a pause,
You took away what I had dreamed.

Maybe a kiss on the cheek, or a smile
Wipe your tears, it will be alright

Although you are different,
You are unique in your own way.
Your structure so fine but speaks volume,
Leaving me to deal with today.
My melanin has its way with me,
And with life comes its twists and turns.
So once we met eye to eye,
It gave me an opportunity to learn.

Maybe a kiss on the cheek, or a smile
Wipe your tears, it will be alright

Discover what exactly you are,
That had caused me all this pain.
You had developed on the inside,
From the moment I was a tiny grain.
“Sickle shaped” I remembered hearing,
As the Doctor drew you out.
It took me back to that first day,
And now I knew what you were about.

Maybe a kiss on the cheek, or a smile
Wipe your tears, it will be alright

‘Sickled shape’ you are so beautiful,
Although as rare as can be.
If I could ever relive those moments again,
‘Sickle shape’ I’d hope you’d still pick me.
I wouldn’t change you for the world,
Sickle shape you made who I am.
You’re more than just a shape to me,
Or a textbook diagram.

Ultimately you’re a friend to me,
I feel and hear your every cry.
I embrace you as part of me,
And I am thankful that you are mine.

So I’ll take a kiss on the cheek, and this time a big smile
I’ll wipe our tears, it ended up alright.