I see drops of blood on the floor,
Of a young innocent being,
I feel his pain deep inside me,
As he yearns for a chance to survive.
“Mom!…please spare my life”,
The being uttered and weeped loudly,
Hoping for mercy to fall down on him,
But it was too late to change the decision.
Sparks of ruth electrified my body,
When the scissors entered his flesh,
To spill out the life of an innocent being,
While he wagged his little legs and arms.
He cried and winced for a help,
Shouting to let go of him even as a cripple,
When his legs were already separated from him,
But the doctor’s mind only contemplated payment..
None was there to pity him,
Neither the doctor nor his mom,
All that was heard was thumping sounds.
From the last beats of his heart.
I took a sip of mojito to forget about it,
Still it clicks in my mind now and then,
The slaughter of an innocent being,
While I blame myself for insisting in it.
Now his blood is crying for me,
For being an irresponsible father,
Leaving her mom without a choice,
But to terminate him from the world.
Rest In Peace my kid,
I hope you will forgive me,
Together with your mom,
For our intent foolishness.
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