A MOTHER'S LOVE

Her suffering unbearable

Her pain unendurable

But a smile perennial,

Hid her tears. 

Though her heart wept; Not for her,

For the little one inside!

Hospitalized

With malaria, they said.

All feared for her

But her fear, 

For the little one inside!

Prescribed an antidote

Of power to cure

But could cost more

Her baby's life!

"That might kill your baby"

The words that echoed and grew harder

Should she care for the cure?

Even she dies, she didn't give it a damn.

Tore the prescription into pieces

A life without the baby,

Is not life at all!

Days that no one had

And no one should have.

Tearful prayers filled,

the months in hospital.

Rear a great silence,

Her hero wiped my tears;

"Your Amma suffered a lot for you.

She loves you, 

Take care of her,my Son."