A Wish
A Wish
For children sired from out of wedlock
Roaming the streets, begging for alms
With weary eyes from a day’s plight
To get their crumbs and spare the night
For girls robbed and sanctity trampled
Buried in rut, and scared to move
Spurned and cast away from home
With queuing lads to buy her form
For souls scorned and gloomed
Who live a life of doom and misfortunes
May find their life at the end of the fork
Espousing all strength, and daring to move.
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