Maternity cries once I heard

from the labour ward which I feared.

My Wife's cry was the worst of all,

from a room so Hellish and small

came threats from death's looming shadows.

To the maternity gallows

did pleasure consign my dear Wife

which could have her life truncated,

thus leaving my life devastated.

But thanks to God who spared her life

from a curse on Girls he unleashed

In a Garden from where he banished

her for eating an accursed fruit.

I was reminded of the truth

that pains which torment like a Brute

come as a result of pleasure

which we desire in our leisure.