Regrets Contest

I didn't go I broke my promise my fault  those babies died  my fault the mothers cried. When I qualified as a midwife a promise I made promised my heart I would give them my time to help the poor women get their lives back in line all they face is pain and shame The male leaders have  no compassion terrible  conditions, no hospital or drugs no anything just  men who think sex is theirs for the taking. Leaving women with diseases and the babies they're making. Once my health is back on form off I  will go taking drugs with me to help the poor. Everyone is poor they are without without health without hope so desolate. Might be just a ripple in an Ocean of hell many a ripple would  surely tell Until that day I live with my regrets regrets that my life held  such consequences