Oh! What a sad circumstance is this? <br />I could have die in the war or could be blind forever. <br />I touched the baby girl's limbs and it's still warm. <br />Her poor mother has gone for milk or ran away. <br />And the unknown infectious father must be stuck in a brothel house? <br />Oh! My dear you haven't seen the precarious life in camouflage. <br />That's better as it's rather bitter to swallow. <br />Please do not open your small eyes my wingless bird <br />And sleep as much as you can.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-lullaby-for-the-stillborn-infant-who-sleeps-in-a-trash-bag/
