It’s called selfless love!
The bonds that should exit among them
To care and defend each other
As siblings who carry’s the same cross
And endure the same torments
For the sake of the mother’s blessings
If they hate and betray themselves
What is next?
They were born with a doubt of surviving
Sprinkling the sweat of labor
Looking through the face of the earth
But can’t see a sign of hope
The only thing left for them is agony
While they cried and placed their hands
On the walls for maternal protection
They were disappointed by the ones
They looked up to
Not because the maternal protection
Wasn’t there
But the walls were weak
So they cried a thousand colored tears
Consumed by their sorrows
Not even a drop could quench their
Thirst for redemption
The only thing left for them is agony
So I ask again!
Have you seen their childhood?
The ones who still suck from the mothers
The young are now aged
Because they feel the same pain
As the aged
The only thing left for them is agony!
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