No running water,
just the sweat on children's backs,
they cling to her leg,
disease clouding the air,
they breathe in the heat,
and they sleep in fear.

Five hours they travel,
empty hospital beds await,
she fights for his life,
a seven year old boy,
he still laughs at her stories,
he begins to call her 'momma',
he knows she'll visit again in the morning.