To The Bins...Cos Iam Retarded...... Poem by Sebastine Humaemo
To The Bins...Cos Iam Retarded......
Oh! ! mom where you are
am not asking to take me with you
just want to see your face and ask
what's wrong between me and you
Oh! ! dad where you are
am not asking to take me with you
just want to see your face and ask
why you dropped me like few peoples do
Was it I, who asked God to make me a mess
don't you feel sad when I was thrown in the dust
never thought, the caring words I heard when am in the woumb
will be washed by the air, like morning washes the moon
My cries are just for your love
and not for your mistakes
though I have been pushed out
for you both I still got my love
I will pray to GOD for sure
If mom gives birth again to a baby sis or brother
he/she should be the prettiest on earth
but not like me.... a dumb retarded....................
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5/6/2024 7:52:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
ohhhhhh.....i am touched by your poem sweety....what a pity child..as if he s unwanted? my gosh...what an unfair parents.... wait, , , wait...your poem is really good, it touches ones mind and hearts....in connection with that.......soon, ull be a father too...treat your children equally, whether he/she is a special child or not, give equal attention, fair love and complete care...that is the essence of good parenthood....never let your eyes unbalance to their works, dont let your words sharp as swords when talking to them...let love grow to their hearts, for in the future, they will be like you too..