The tender cry
on the soft pillow
drifts away the heart
far below
finding it might be difficult
as the heart drifts away
but killing the child forever
is a sin committed today
girl child, yes
is whom i'm talking about
but you don't care
as you yourself act as a lout
the poor soul
cant say a word
but hopes to fly away from you
like a bird
high up in the sky
will it soar
but you kill it
without a feeling in your heart's core
sons are all
you wish to have buddy
but killing the child,
is an act fuddy-duddy!
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