As the dawn broke into the night
A call pierced my eyelids shut tight
It was a weary and painful cry
Of a sadness bleeding under the sky!
The night was thinly hanging still
My eyes slowly opened against their will
Within echoed someone ‘it wasn’t right,
To keep her at bay through the night’!
In the attic little throats were parched
Hungry mouths frantically searched
Blind eyes pined for softness
Yearned for her licking embrace!
The night had not gone down well
In her eyes dewdrops did dwell
Time seemed to move cruelly slow
‘When would open the window’!
Her eyes asked as I let her in
How I could be so awfully mean
As to not know in the mother’s breast the pain
When forced to be away from children!