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Jun 2016
Mothers and fathers
Were you giving life
As you give a penny
To a homeless tonight?

I know it's now too late
But I must get it right,
Was one life so necessary
For this world at fight?

"You told me to say it aloud
Even though I was not seeing bright,
But Hey, you inside me,
Are you still alive?"

I'm all alone here
But outside seem not to be so warm
Is that what you say?
Is that why I never was born?

"I'm glad I do not fear
'cause You're on the other side
But Hey, you inside me,
Are you still alive?"

The wind and the ground
Isn't that kind I was made for
O' poor mother, don't fool yourself
'cause that is why I never was born.

Mothers and fathers
Do not give a life
As you gave a penny
To a homeless that night.

I know it's now too late
But you must get it right,
One life was not so necessary
For this world at fight.
“Once a poem is there, it’s always hard to remember how it got there. The ideas come from everywhere. Actually, once an idea comes, it becomes a poem pretty fast. It just takes a few times.”
Dana Skorvankova
Written by
Dana Skorvankova  21/F
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