An Infant's Bitter Cry

What did you see in me uncle? How could you even hold me tight? I was born just a few months ago My tender body still didn't grow. I slept by the side of my mom You have shown her the smell of chloroform You took me away from my lovely home You made sure that we are all alone I opened my eyes to the harshness of your touch I realised that I'm no longer safe and sound I cried in pain until your palm closed my mouth I shook with fear and my eyes searched for mom You didn't just squeeze my skin but crushed the puny bones beneath it You didn't just kiss my lips but caused my tender tongue to bleed Your fingers ran across every corner of my shivering little body Your pricky moustache irked every bit of my trembling nudity. I tried hard to shout but my voice melted in the fearsome silence of the lonely night My eyes searched for my mom's arms but I couldn't realise that they were beyond reach My breath choked to survive under your violent paws My life helplessly moaned beneath your wild claws Who are you to pluck this mom's little flower? Who are you to burn down a father's happy hour? Who gave you the right to vandalize my unborn future? Who advised you rack my bones to showcase your musculature? Goodbye world, I'm leaving. Your retribution on him should serve others, a learning Don't just do a few candle rallies and forget me For, within no time, another tender stem falls out from a green family tree.