I Need To Live - Poem by Grace Pantaleo
Since the day I was conceived,
I felt great to join this world,
I was busy counting the days to come,
at least to see the face of you mom,
to see the sunlight and the moon.
So late you realized my presence,
and you said it was a coincidence,
I got sad cause I knew your plans,
really mom you distorted my happiness,
without a shame you expelled me from your womb.
I was very happy inside that room,
I enjoyed my life and I got so warm,
I wonder you chased a blessing angel,
and threw me like a rotten apple.
I too had a right to live mom.
I'm now with my heavenly father,
very happy no one to bother,
but I'm praying for you my mother,
that you won't kill another,
please mom hear my cry,
that was so early for me to die.
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