A living child to a dead mother,
A dead child to a living mother,
A dead child and a dead mother,
Calamity is calamity
Tragedy is tragedy.
Nobody could save them
They both lived and died in nine months
How do we tell her husband;
That his beautiful wife is dead -
Died after giving birth to his beautiful child?
Was the light faulty?
Who's guilty?
The doctor or the nurses?
The government or the masses?
Poverty or negligence?
Dead is dead.
Pain is pain.
She bleed and bled to her death;
If only her child could be born.
Aunty Bessy gone too soon
Aunty Chiamaka gone too soon
Aunty Bisi goon too soon
Aunty Aisha now gone too soon
They all died trying to give live to a child.
After three children;
Mrs Enemale was looking for a male child -
She left the other three,
She is now gone too soon with her male child.
I pray your wife is not next
Non of us should these expect
I hope the government improve the health system?
I pray! I pray!! I pray!!!
✍🏼© Sir Prince Ojoka 📚
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