Baby!
Cries of tears
You have come home
To mom like a good child
I knew you would come crying
When my breasts are oozing milk,
Its long since you went off my gut, off my being
A gasp that made you made me rich (or so I thought)
I carried you sometime to nobody's notice (or so I thought)
When you rolled off my hips, you were still mine (or so I thought)
Like every child born, you were a sweetly pain to bear
I was busy cooking food, I took you away from my chest
I thought I will give you milk after the food's cooked
Did you cry before you ran away? My deaf ears
were at that time searching for music
Where were you, all long, my baby?
I had embraced my barenness
Now you've come
Am leaking milk!
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