Without a fridge

The sun was her preservationist

 

Without a bathroom

The family did it in the open

 

Without a microwave oven

Cold meal was a religion

 

Coal-pot cooker was a luxury

Its glow embers kept her cold at bay

But not strong enough to keep the polio away

It snatch her only daughter

 

Had medicine was here

Malaria would not have had her

 

One hundred years ago