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The sun was setting against the city backdrop,
City lights started coming on one by one.
The bustling city traffic was beginning to ease,
Party animals were getting ready to have some fun.

In all, it was quite an amazing sight,
Like a painting, completed, resting on an easel;
Yet, something seemed quite out of place,
Something felt like it just didn't fit in.

For by the road, there lay a heap
Some garbage bags covered in flies,
I moved in closer and my heart just froze
I could have sworn I heard something cry!

Startled, I hunched over the heap of bags
As I looked for the source of the sound,
Nothing could have prepared me for this...
I couldn't believe what I had found!

There in the middle of that pile of filth,
Lay a beautiful baby girl!
Abandoned, hungry, unwanted, rejected
Thrown away by some ungrateful souls!

I picked up this poor little babe
And wrapped her in my jacket,
As I ran towards the nearest hospital,
Just praying that she would make it!

I sat there in the emergency room, numb,
A policeman came over to question me,
All I could think about was this little girl
Given up on by her very own family!

In the distance, electronic music filled the air,
The party animals were dancing along...
A lone street light flickered and burnt out;
The painting didn't seem significant anymore.

-Dedicated to the girl child. Female infanticide and child abandonment is real. We must work together, towards making a difference. Blatant Oblivion is not the answer.

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