[Photo Source: I saw a woman gushing blood In the open street Pleading for her life to be over.
Her belly was large With a still baby in between her legs. She never wanted a child So, she gave it to vultures.
Then I went to the orphanage Saw the unwanted ones Those deserted by their own mothers Cursed from birth and abandoned.
Strange families lined up to adopt Few are punished by fate And the lucky ones are thrown into unknown homes. Some are abused and deleted Others celebrated by chance.
They know no love No house to call a home And their future; a tale of tales...
Now, who do you call a mother? One that gave her child to vulture One that gave life and flew Or one denied by fate but adopted the unwanted ones; You be the judge.