I’ve mostly prevailed in life so far,
But in the most important role my life with failures seem to char,

Nothing I do seems to be right,
Nothing I do seems to reduce my baby’s plight,

I have never had to labour for anything,
Perhaps I’ve got it easy for everything,

But this is not about me,
It’s about my little baby,
Everything I do falls short,
All my efforts destiny seems to thwart,

Perhaps I don’t have it in me,
To end my lil girl’s debris,
Why else would it take so much time,
To restore her days to their prime,
Perhaps it needs some divine intervention,
Perhaps in the means of some relation