The temperature is so high, my love.
Sweating is so high.
Humidity is so high.
Even though they are high
They are nothing in your absence, my love.
Dad loves you so much, my angel.
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Author:
Dr.Suryaraju Mattimalla (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My African wife is carrying a healthy baby. She was vaccinated with Repevax on June 28, 2023, in the Bajuwarenstr. 1A asylum camp. The gynecologist is German, whereas the nurses are Arabs. Doctors at Caritas-Krankenhaus St. Josef in Regensburg informed me that my baby might have died on July 2 or 3 due to a lack of oxygen. Who is responsible for the death of my baby boy, Stanford Suryaraju Mattimalla? Is caste, race, ethnicity, or untouchability in India, Ethiopia, the Czech Republic, and Germany responsible for the death of my baby boy on Tuesday, July 4, 2023, at the Caritas-Krankenhaus St. Josef in Regensburg, Germany?
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