Birthrate Poem by Abderrahmane Dakir

Birthrate



How many children I can have?
The more we love, the more we hug.

I let this question for God to answer.
The child is angel and gift from the master.

Children are precious, so I want a lot.
I've fought to bring them what they want.

They try to teach us the family size,
In the city, two is the ideal family size.
In rural areas are exempt from this size.
Your purpose is dividing us, so keep away your lies.

They chose China's one birth policy.
Lower birth rate and higher life expectancy.

One child couldn't look after two elderly parents,
You are free for answering or being transparent.

Birthrate
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