When My Well Was Dry

Gone were the days when the sky fell on the ground
It was on a sunny day
I remember, her voice strung out in my sensitivity
I rushed to her to know what brought out her worry
In her eyes, I saw the fire blazing
I picked up the necessary things and rushed her
To the hospital. Therein, I could hear the lion roaring
In the birthing room
My mind  awhirl
She couldn't deliver the infant
She kept calling my name,
she wanted my presence in the birthing room
The doctor called me in and upon entering, my heart
fell on the floor
I rubbed my eyes twice to know if hell that I saw was
an illusion
I thought of the world coming to an end
My legs trembled upon the floor
I teetered toward the rear
They knew that I couldn't bear
and sent me out immediately.
I didn't even know what to do, should I stand or sit
Because I was  lost in the elusive world of my
thoughts
I used my mind to pray
The doctor called me in a few minute after and told
me she can't
Deliver unless they do surgery
I did all they told me to do, I tried to cry, but my well
was dry
A few minute after, the doctor called me back in,
What did he want to say...
Did she die or what?
I mumbled
Congratulations sir, your wife delivered the baby
without any surgery carry out.

7/31/15
For SKAT contest epic only.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Lindley Avatar
October 25, 2015 at 5:27 PM
Great write, great ending and congrats on the new baby! A7..
Dietrich Avatar
August 10, 2015 at 6:21 PM
wow, you had me kind of worried there and then presto!! She delivered wihtout surgery after all! This is an amazing story, and a BIG congrats for the baby!! AND for your poetry win I see!
Nunez Avatar
August 6, 2015 at 10:45 PM
Congrats, AM. Happy for your Epic win! hugs
A. Sharma Avatar
August 4, 2015 at 1:36 AM
Congrats on ur awesome winning write Afolabi!Thnx for visit to my page!
A  Avatar
August 2, 2015 at 11:56 PM
Afolabi, Congratulations, on your win. Thank you for supporting my contest. SKAT
Callus Avatar
August 1, 2015 at 2:50 PM
Impressive and expressive poem, Afolabi. You write about the emotions of childbirth from the man' point of view. Glad that it all ended well! // paul
Hamilton Avatar
August 1, 2015 at 10:20 AM
an extremely powerful write A.M gl in contest hugs 7
Sibanda Avatar
August 1, 2015 at 8:32 AM
Afolabi Muideen, you had my eyes and mind glued to your poem from the first line to the last one. I must say: what a compelling piece. What a happy ending too!
Horsman Avatar
August 1, 2015 at 8:15 AM
This is a amazing read,,was spellbound Afolabi
Severo Avatar
August 1, 2015 at 12:36 AM
I cry with you, so beautiful
Nunez Avatar
July 31, 2015 at 9:33 PM
An emotive piece of a very personal harrowing experience. Nothing could be of much importance than your own personal turmoils at a time when both your wife and child are in danger. Goodluck, AM!
Onclaud Avatar
July 31, 2015 at 5:05 PM
What good news for the family. I like the lines in this well done work, afolabi.. huggs
Kendrick Avatar
July 31, 2015 at 4:23 PM
That is a scary time for the family..It is good that she did okay and did not have to have the C-section..Enjoyed reading your emotive work..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara..Congrats on parenthood..
La France Avatar
July 31, 2015 at 3:18 PM
AM, 1 love the ending, it sounds like a very scary experience, well penned 7 and thanks for visiting my poem, I love to be quiet
Pinet Avatar
July 31, 2015 at 11:56 AM
This is very good ...it pours out the emotions like thick syrup. The message is well presented and the words mean something, ....something important in the mind of the author! An outpouring of emotions that surges up from the heart and splashes against the page. Emile.
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