Copulation II

The day of my copulation was in the rain!
The day of my pregnancy was in the heat;
And now, i have given birth to a child without a husband.

Sad stories in the ghettos! !
But, i have already learnt my lessons well;
However, i still remember the day of my copulation in the rain.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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