Her emotions ran wild

when she realized that her child

was not breathing,

the horror would coat,

as she heard a gurgling noise,

coming from her throat,

she tried her best

to resuscitate the child

a frantic and clumsy effort

that would later explain the bruising

to the chest,

the confusion led to the contusion,

as her faith was put to a test,

her behavior was witless,

and the results were tragic,

and there is no faith in magic,

to save her child’s life,

she had to remain calm,

but the terror just cut like a knife,

as sweat covered her palm,

she knew death would come soon,

as she took the child

to the middle of the room,

she did not call for an ambulance,

she just sat and cried,

as the child died.