Written by: Manoj Kumar

In the darkness of a cold stormy night
You snuffed out the little flame of my life
Why did I let go without a try
May be the abandoned infant in me could no longer cry

Despite all the wisdom from your age you gained
Beating this little child, to you was fair game
How could I protect myself when I was so frail and thin
You put an end to my story before it could begin

I had the face of an angel and like a feather I weighed
But I was your nemesis, so your cruel heart said
With swollen lips I cried helplessly through the night
But the world tuned away without pitying my plight

I hope you are happy with your accomplishment
May God reward you, not deliver punishment
Although I am a little child,I pray for you
I have a large heart, I forgive you