Wednesday, April 25, 2012

A world, lost

Four lives, shattered at the burst of a scorching morn
She carried the pain for nine months long
Fought regrets and societal norms
In the street, drenched in blood, a new life is born
Her little children watch the last breath of their mom

She is gone….
Leaving alone the new born
And the little siblings, lost… unaware and unknown.

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