A Left Hand Made Verse 5

Let’s everybody massacre our children. Grown-ups . To be grown-ups. Those who could not be born And never asked for. Who overtook us in birth,- Has got old; Who was dreamt up by us from the lines on the palms; Was not loved by us; Not hated and Still loved. Who accused us of failure of sunrise. Who could not go to school; Could not find the way, Who nowhere found own portion of the land; Became a killer; Became a thief; Became a whore;