Little One
Little one
They believe your existence will only stop their pathetic life from
making it to cloud nine
Propelling them to force your resign
Destroying a fragile God's design
Rating you as nothing more than a clot of blood
It is sad to know that there is freedom to kill it
I mean eliminate a man when helpless being a foetus
Spilling them out of the hole as some bloody trash
Murdered before their time
their death sour than lime
If life was money
It could not earn a dime
Little one
They believe you are just a mistake in the womb
Which gives them terror like a fibroid
Without feelings like an android
They erase the immature specie quickly because it is too stupid to answer their call
When preparations could only fall through
Like a bird in a cage
never to fly again but to die in pain
It is always scary when ones fate is to be decided by men
Little one
I am sorry for your lost of the ultimate gift
Losing yours swiftly
I grieve too
I hope you would find peace
Those thieves took away your life even though they did not want it
Baby, I pray that tears and fears would be far from your eyes and heart respectively
May your deserted soul be consoled by your maker
He knows better
It will be safer there
Feel at home away from this puzzled world which is
screaming for fixing from the only God
Little one
Happy is what you will be
when you get to know you
have made a big one
It is all a plan conceived by the only God who can tell the sun you are not hot.
Copyright © Khofi Mink | Year Posted 2018
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