One Day, Close To The Labor Room Poem by Ayi Escalona

I sit alone and yet with everyone
Confined with two great thoughts
One: A baby so soon, and
Two: the fees thereafter…
Outside the labor room
My excitement never ceased to grow
I am so touched to hear numerous cries
Of women giving birth to a new life…
Push. push. push. a lady dress in white bellowed
And with every woman’s ultimate shout
Is a newborn life
At last it was my little offspring’s cry
To the world and to the bath tub
She said farewell to the fresh blood
Flowing from her body down the drain
Excitement…an old emotion is just fine
The technology is just great
Not to mention the delivery fees
Deadlier than giving birth
After few days, it’s homeward bound
I forgot the fees I just borrowed
Because her warmth signified hope