Mother: The Real God

I saw for the first time

The beautiful world,

And the sunshine,

From the eyes of my mother.

Which looked amazing as no other.

Eagerly I waited inside,

Yet to be discovered.

Waiting to see,

The feelings my mom would confide;

When my existence would be uncovered.

She finally found out my presence inside her.

Hiding her happiness inside;

She did whisper

'I love you and will always be by your side'

Few days passed by,

And then,

And then, I saw her cry.

I saw her cry like never before.

When those bad people out there,

Called her a whore.

I didn't know what that meant.

But all I could see

Was my mother being torment.

My mom pleaded on her knees,

For my survival.

What??

My survival??

And then I understood,

The reason behind all this

Was my arrival.

They told my mom,

A girl is not what we wanted from you.

Either get her aborted;

Or you move out too.

My mom stood all alone,

Firmly by her words.

That she would never disown,

The child of her own.

Even if it meant,

That her marriage was breaking apart.

She left them all with a heavy heart.

It is just because of her,

That I stand here today.

Happily,

Living my dream,

Of seeing this world through my own eyes one day.