Adoption Option

 

Those surrendering eyes of a child, tearing at the heart that’s were it starts

Despair in a smile lost hope cold and loud, tender mercies abandon to pain

The tracks of tears builds increasing strain, oh noble poet’s words are in vane

The dying heart of a child remains, condemned living in a world cursed by man

Now who shall claim no blood on their hands, a mother’s moment of weakness

A child’s life rattled by incompleteness, so what do you say to this little face

Confused child trying to find their place, a child’s wanting will pull at the heart

The not knowing is tearing this child apart, so forever now this will haunt thee

Words of why didn’t mama want me.

Published by Sandymancan

I'm a father, friend, and a family man, I believe in right and wrong, I understand the value of standing on your own. I have an iron will with a poet's heart, a belief in God is where it starts.

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