Wish of a Rapist's Unborn Son
Do not weep through
Your broken dreams
Promise me not to end
Before I am born
I love the warmth
In this cozy womb
I feel your sigh
As a thunder storm
I hear the beat of
your sinless heart
as a fast nonstop train
I struggle to learn it
Whether LOVE or HATE
Gather your humanity
to forgive a wild man
Give me to the world
Where there is morality
Hand me to stand
as a tamed man
Let me you to promise
Not to be a son whose
father lives within him
Though I am not a fruit of LOVE
Please, do not hate me MOM
What I have not done!
Copyright © Swarnapali Liyanage | Year Posted 2008
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