A Mother’s Unyielding Love

By Naa Doodua Doodu

She burdens her womb to cradle a life,
Enduring the piercing pains of this world.
She wrestles with her being to safeguard her child,
Resolute never to endure this agony again.

Yet, the cry of her newborn fills her with joy,
A sound so pure, it erases her resolve.
She shields her child from the storm’s embrace,
For to harm her child is to wound her soul.

She stands defiant, at odds with the world,
Her love, fierce and unyielding, a beacon of strength.
Who else carries such boldness, such fearlessness,
But the woman called a mother?