Pain snatchers
When the niggling pain hits
Then the process goes gradual
The unimaginable pain takes over
To live to not to live
For me or the expected traveller
No one to share the pain and struggle with
Hopes and worries kicks in
Concerns and worries for me benefit but a little
On and on the pain keeps going
Bitter and hateful
This is how life feels
Reasonableness no more
Screams and shouting
Turning and crying
Nothing to hold on to
There comes the pain snatcher
The midwives
Saviours and comforters
Carers and deliverers of heavenly joy
You welcome kings and paupers
The priestly and devilish
Thank you for the invaluable job and being in that noble profession
We cannot reward you, your sacrifices are noticed
God bless and thank you for delivering baby Ramatoula Touray
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