ABANDONED

12 Sep 2018

zuxthepoet
A baby crying in the drain
Tears falling down its cheeks like rain
It was in pain
It was crying for its mother
It was yearning for its father
But no one, would bother

A young woman was seen hiding a bundle in a sewage spot
No one asked any questions, no one gave it a thought
An infant thrown into the deep end, for its life it helplessly fought 
For its battle was already lost the moment its mom left it without getting caught

An elderly woman came passing by and heard the cries
Knew instantly that it was a baby child and searched for it with her eyes 
Couldn't find it so she continued with her journey
Every now and then throwing searching looks behind
Her mind wouldn't shut out the screams, in her ears she kept hearing

A baby crying in the drain
Tears falling down its cheeks like rain
It was in pain
It was crying for its mother
It was yearning for its father
But no one, would bother

One day, while waiting at a station for the train, talk began
About kids having kids of their own at a young age and then
Dumping them, abandoning them to fend for themselves for the sake of having fun Don't they know from life's problems you can't hide nor run

Soon, the talk turned to a kid heard crying on the way to the station 
Common was the fact that the hearers struggled all day for concentration 
It gnawed on their consciousness how they could ignore such a painful plea 
Have they lost Ubuntu and into animals, is that what they've come to be? 
How could they not act when they clearly heard

A baby crying in the drain
Tears falling down its cheeks like rain
It was in pain 
It was crying for its mother
It was yearning for its father
But no one, would bother 

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