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The Joys of Motherhood

"? kú ewu ?m? ó!”, they kept saying To me I smile and nod accordingly To them Gifts and blessings keep pouring in For it Joy and happiness in all But me In their place, disgust prevails. The bundle in my arms is nothing but A ticket To take me from being a name to Social titles: ‘My Wife’, ‘My Daughter’, ‘My In-Law’... A shame! That the coming of MY joy - My child – Should transform such Devils into Charming angels.

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