The Childhood Not Had
THE CHILDHOOD NOT HAD
i look for a chance which you never gave
without seeing that, you gave me grave
was that action what you called brave?
i was suppose to be your saving grace
why did you love me so cruelly to die
no human right for me to fight why?
very innocent you killed me in cold blood-sigh
what should i tell the heavens on high
i was young without language to have fought
with your will and heart hardened you did abort
why should i come back to hell, called your womb
when many a times it has been my tomb
mother i just have to call, hope you get this mail
you reject me now young but shall look for me when grey
you may think i exist no more but i cry not faint
just don't forget me you will miss my name
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