The Stillborn Poem by Tony Adah
The Stillborn
Hurray, a child is born
A dispassionate child
A little to the right
And a little to the left
Yet it died a stillborn.
Like abiku
Another is born
The midwives have gone
With their bloodstained hands
And it is long they left.
This child that is not a stillborn
Is a victim of all diseases
And it has refused to walk
Screaming and slithering
Like a python.
Thursday, April 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: fate
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