My Need Poem by Husna Chikwela

Mom got pregnancy in hard,
Wait for me in proud,
Says I am child of Mogamed.

When heard that I cry,
I said, I am Husna Johari,
Name of mommy not daddy.

All they shock and suprise,
Cqme to me and advice,
But they end by being worse.

Now daddy speak in force,
Sees mommy like a source,
But mommy stays with no choice.

I speak without feeling shy,
Mommy has support like a sky,
Although daddy has big try.

When I said, he beCqme hungry,
Leave they damily in hurry,
Without giving us salary.