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Fatima
Garlic, sweet pepper, tomatoes and kpakposhito!
Like the joy of this pregnancy;
So do hear me when i do speak.
You are now with a baby from your man and,
The protruding of your abdomen says it all;
But do hear me when i do speak.
Fatima my cousin,
Do take care of the coming baby;
For your husband is all that you have.
You are so thrilled in the mirror and full of ecstasy,
But name your child Amina when she turns out to be a girl.
poem
by
Edward Kofi Louis
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