Neither Curse Nor Praise Poem by Hanna Abideen

I was decomposed in treacherous hearts,
Before I could see the bewitching world.
Heartbeats augmented,
Brain waves detected.
I could feel the pain engulfing wholly
By beguiling deeds of evil.
You proved so far thereby
denied footprints are no more!

You sounded in mirror brutally,
How to efface even my shadow
By throwing to the ABDITORY.
Is that another hell, Ma?
I realized, she was the story teller
And he was the story maker.
Am I guilty, Ma?
Don't you wanna see my tiny fingers?

It's her choice yours as well but why don't
You recognize there is a life inside her.
Am I inferior, papa?
Is this you talk about dignity?
How many of me will you end?
Don't dare to explain lame excuses,
How dare you refused little angels of Him?

I couldn't scream nor stir
Ye equipment would shrink and shake me.
Heart beats slowed down perhaps
My time on warmth of womb could be count down.

My body would die of course.
But I quench the soul not to,
Cause I'm gonna wander behind you.
Ma, can you forget me besides anguish?
I never curse nor praise the crime..