From A Fetus With Love

Thank you note:

Dear Garbage, 

You are going to be home for me 

Till the time my feeble cries fall on some sensible ears...

It is difficult for me to breathe inside this plastic bag 

But I can still smell my mother....

Her touch was like velvet, she took me in her arms cradled lovingly and placed me on a cot. She was fast asleep when 2 hands hurriedly picked me up from the cot and placed me inside a plastic bag. From inside the bag, am scared of these creatures around me barking around and sniffing the bag..

Dear garbage please hide me deep beneath you, for I feel safe under the pile of rotten meat vegetables plastic and what not. At least you have given me some space , the space that my family could not provide me. My mother must be awake by now and frantically looking out for me. My voice is too feeble to let her know that am safe in this garbage and I will fight till the end. I hear footsteps now, I will cry the loudest

My cries will be a warning to those who placed me here, that one day I will pay you back in your own coins. A pair of hands just lifted me up, curious eyes filled with questions like how why when staring at me. I know the answers but I am too small to explain

Thank you Garbage for keeping me safe, just one last request if you have my mother's address keep it with you, someday I will come back for it .

Bye for now..