All that I wanted was a bundle of joy
No preference for a girl or a boy
A baby to have, to love & to hold
My very own child, so precious & bold.
Along came my sweetness by Caesarian Section
Leaving a wound that was prone to infection
Motherhood proved that I am not fit
To care for my loved one, no not a bit.
The shit hit the fan between me & her dad
The outcome of which was ever so sad…
She sided with him & left me alone
To live out the rest of my days on my own
Faith In The Ripple Effect 