Wisdom said these words to me,
As I could feel the mothers' pain in her voice,
Building pool of unshed tears.
"Son, my infants have refused to suck from my breast,
Leaving what is worth for what is not".
Pool of questions rumble in my belly,
No I am clueless but woe befall the moment if I be speechless.
I replyed with a mild voice-
"Maybe they were never hungry".
With a roaring voice she screemed like a woman travails at
