Crying of a child.
Some reminds them of their miscarriage.
And others recall the murder of their unborn's.
And single mothers are reminded of their fatherless child.
While newly mothers think about how they haven't slept for days.
And as for reckless fathers think about their children born out of wedlock.
But childless men think of their unborn that was once aborted.
While other childless men reminisce about their wasted semen inside condoms.
As for me, I fantasize of my first born on my hands but still childless! .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem