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The Bitter Truth

The Bitter Truth

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I woke up at midnight..and..

Switched on the light...

My heart was thumping...

Clouds were thundering....


I stood at the window...

All wrapped in my quilt....

The light was also gloomy glow....

As if reminding my guilt....


Oh you lady...you ain't a mother...

For you let him go...to the other world

What will God say...I don't know...

For he is also numb...can't say a word...


What could I have done..

When his little heart died...

The mother in me shouted ...

Help! Help! she cried....


They listened...but they passed by...

'Coz I was single and all alone....

They thought she has been used...

And left to be thrown...


But now I shout and say it aloud....

No sin...no crime have I done.....

Good his heart stopped beating...

And inside me he stopped kicking...


For he would have been a man...

Who ruined our life...

Who came and turned away...

Who denied to make me his wife...



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