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Tell mom please !

  • Writer: Mona Chadda
    Mona Chadda
  • Apr 30, 2020
  • 1 min read

Tell mom please!

It wasn't her fault as far as I know I made it not alive out her womb Not the drugs, not her liquor I was just destined for my grave It wasn't her choice I took this route Tell her train of depression not to hoot It wasn't her making to be that small She's a special mom, among them all It couldn't be father's fault, It's fate Yes, let her not love the man with hate I know I should have been her first But she shouldn't think she's cursed Tell her to give motherhood another try I know she thinks it was a 9 months' lie Wipe her tears please, don't let her cry It wasn't her making for me to die Steal her sorrow, I'll pay the fine Do all you can to see she's fine She can have another to wear & dine In all treasures she says were mine Give my mama joy, God set her free You know she's barely twenty nine I bleed seeing how bad she's broken Yes, give her a child, another token.

 
 
 

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