As I lay my innocent head,
Upon a stone for bed,
I think of you night and day,
For I miss my motherly love in every way,
Can I cry?
I ask of me! !
But! there is no more tears to be! !
All dried up,
Of waiting long! !
Longing of love! ! I sing this song,
As I watch the alleys at night,
I see a mother hugging her children good night! !
Of that I truly miss,
Of mother's love and kiss! !
What sin have done in such a sinless age! !
My heart is all wound and filled with rage! !
I feel god looks upon me as a scum! !
All words are lost now I'm done! !
Like a gypsy I move from place to place,
I take in all the abuse and spittle to my face,
'Is that all you want? ', I ask of he!
Can't thy see the suffering of this little me! !
Yet! years to come I know not of my fate,
To be free from this bondage,
I patiently wait! !
Please oh! Please someone come,
Wipe my tears and rescue me! !
From this painful slum!
This I pray,
And pray and pray,
Hoping and hoping of some hope to come one fine day! !
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