When the country rebirths
And the whispers of celebrations
Echos around the mindless
Let me also amidst tears be in the mix
When the role is called upon
Let my name submit it plea
One of the midwife
It strenuous stand it takes
And when the tears are dried
Dried her checks in no colours may my innocent heart say
Thank Yahweh she is weaned and fulfilled
But in her slippery early steps
Let the truth of nature tender hands bless her
Blossomed to a new start
Every inch a grown up giant
By Allanso Jonathan Allanso
Aka: The Mirror Poet
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