Coming Child

I Don't come out really don't ! Weapons are ready to kill me ' My father is there , of course his beloved mother too !! Mom I heard and scared everything out of me ; no need to tell , no need to cry Still I am not hopeless, and I know the rays of dawn must come up with light one day ... Mom, I am going now, call me when you are free... I may expect it in years decades or centuries !! Love you Mom.. Ramesh..