Where are the babies? – An ode to children of abuse

Akhi Shafdi, 14 February 2012

As silent as a grave
I hear no cries..
None to hug, none to hold
I cry and I cry

Why reign such madness?
Oh parents of vice
your babies are little yet you
let them die…

In your clasp and warmth
Your baby should reside
Cooing gently to your voice
giving blessings to your life

You failed your duties
Be ashamed of your plight
You let pleasure victor
and now you DEVOUR!

You shoved and you scathed
Your own seeds of life
Dumpster sites and roadside signs
Became witness of your acts

A little voice is longing
A little body is bleeding
A little limb is missing
BUT a baby is in killing…..

Oh Mother Oh Father
Rehabilitate your spiritual self
Repent your sins with creed
Discard your soul of weeds

Dearest babies…
may you rest in peace
May Paradise bring you joy
Although you were shortlived