The Embro Diary Poem by Mbusya Wa Mbusya
The Embro Diary
I am 90 days old after conception,
Of a worried mama,
I lay in pain of await,
Yesterday,
Mother visited a doc,
Discussed the possible means,
I felt her tension ease,
Today,
She kept the date…
The surgical gloves
Meticulous fit the fingers,
Mama writhes in a waning smile…
Tomorrow, gladly, I am no more,
But in polythene bag, down the river road, or worse
A dog's meal,
Thank you mama!
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