Going To Be A Mother

I face the future
Already planned for me
No nothing for me to expect
There�s nothing to wait and see

For my destiny has been mapped out
I shall have no more youthful days
I shall never feel the thrill again
Of raucous, rebellious ways

I shall rear a child for eighteen years
Maybe even longer
For although I�m still a child myself
I�m going to be a mother

Ruwaida Van Doorsen