Birth Pranks

Birth Pranks! labour....a baby cries then popcorn of exploding smiles yet, he's wary of lies will he quickly talk before he can do anything or walk to tell if he is his folk? "why not like his brother nor at least the face of his mother or me his ugly father!?" common labour pranks, aftermath of protracted labour pangs is wagging of tongues! * let's wallow in mirth not by small but by a large girth for the infantile birth. recalling the pot burned on fire to simmer hot and cook this lot. womb is not defied cankered or be it of lineage wild that yielded the child. no sooner is he out than there is the malignant doubt; "this is not dad's snout!" law of the bush: baby survives overturned in a rush; in atavism check by Cush! **Conceived when a friend's wife gave birth at home. The poem casts a slur to rural births that took place those years when a child had to really resemble his father.......! Infant mortality and divorces then were pretty. 13th September 2013