A pool of crimson liquid flowed on the bathroom floor,
A wife cries out in pain,
“Oh Lord please not again,” she prays,
Three times before she had lost them,
Unable to carry them to term,
What does that make her?
A woman with flaws?
Each time she lost them; she cried in pain and prayed in faith,
Drawing strength from inspirational bible verses,
Believing that the next time, he or she will stay,
Alas! It was not to be,
Insults and jeers from people,
Questioning the Christian Dogma, ‘that God is forever faithful’
They say she is not a woman,
In-laws laugh and scorn,
Friends sneer from behind,
Now finally, the fourth time, he stays beyond six months,
She believes and hopes,
But again she bleeds because of medical reasons,
‘Lord please let him stay’ she prays.
Weeks later, she is told she is fine,
But still fear grips her heart,
Three months left, will he stay?
Living daily on inspirational words from the bible she waits,
One, Two, Three months pass,
Finally the time has come,
The pains of childbirth grips her,
With joy she embraces it,
Today the Lord will make her a mother,
The loud cries of her baby,
Wipes away her tears,
After three miscarriages, behold the Lord has blessed her with a child,
Her grateful heart sings in joy,
Taste and see how God provides,
For those who trust in him.
Holding her son for the first time, she christens him,
“AYIRIORITSE” meaning Praise be to God………