Cry for Help!
Am a shining precious diamond
To protect me
From the fiery and Prying eyes
My mom covered me with
I remain hidden for many years
My ever shining glow
And I came to the light of many.
My mom did all that to protect me
May be her insecurity
Prompted her to do that.
I lost my dad long back.
But now moms turn arrived
She left me alone with tearful eyes.
She had so concern for me
Even after her death
Her eyes were fixed on me.
Now who will protect me?
Oh God! Help me please.
If I had been familiar with the world
I would have protected myself
If I had been taught to fight
If I had been taught to face the world boldly
If I had been taught to face reality
Or the bitterness,
Today, I would have survived tactfully!
Each time you kept me
Under the shell of your love and protection!
Of course I knew you loved me so much
Mom......tell me what should I do?
You left me all alone to my fate...
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Please allow the children to face realities.
Make them strong to face this world boldly.
Love them Leave them not!
But let them stand on their own.
After all How many days can you hold child's hand firmly.
One or the other day they have to live alone!
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