Women Without Wombs: Lamentation of the Childless is a collection of poems that I wrote after undergoing hysterectomy myself. I met fellow Black ladies who had womb problems. Some had cancer, some had fibroids, some had conception and problems. There is such fear, so little knowledge about womb disease out there. Some married women had challenges of their husbands cheating or even divorcing these tormented women. To remove a womb amongst some of us Africans it's still a taboo thing. The woman is called names. One Zimbabwean said in her area the woman is called "a mine". There is this perception by some men that when a woman remove her womb she has a vacuum inside - hence the name mine - a deep emptiness. I'm not a Doctor neither am I talking from the medical point of view but based on experience. One woman was advised to lie to her husband to tell him "the Doctors found some problem in my stomach and had to operate on me". She could not say "I had my womb removed because I was sick". The unwise husband would have walked out and looked for a woman with a womb. Some women who have bleeding problem suffer double pain, the sickness and the adulterous husband who will go and find a healthy prostitute who just want his money or who wants a man to grow her four children from four different father sometimes fathers of four different races and four different countries. (I'm not judging but get angry at these kinds of evil). While I was in hospital some women died of cancer because the Doctors could not help them - they patients went when the cancer have already affected other parts of the stomach. It's painful to be called "A Woman Without A Womb" as if the woman is no longer complete. I wrote these poems based on my experience and that of some women I met. Katalay left me in 2012 when I heavy bleeding. What mattered to him was him and my wealth that he wanted. I bled heavily that I did not use normal sanitary pads but used baby nappies instead. It was difficult for me to have my womb removed. In 2018 I started to bleed heavily and lost blood. I went to the man of God, an Afrikaner Apostle and he seek God about my issue. God revealed the "knots" - fibroids in my womb. When the man of God told me I must remove my womb I was not prepared to. Why? It's not accepted among majority of Africans. The more I fought this thought the more I bled. I was very weak and in pain most of the time. When the scan was done, well the fibroids grew for the second time. God revealed where the womb problem in my family started - occult of over 100 years ago by my ancestors. I don't give a blanket answer that all womb problems are caused by occult, mine was. I've seen women suffer womb related disease.