And then comes the baby cry
Once again mother lost the relief of sigh
Dad was waiting outside to see
Holding in hands the housekey
He was tired and hoping to relax
Wanted someone to hold his axe
He was unaware of the approaching future that lie
A girl to be a weight or a boy to touch the sky
Alas! it's a girl told the doctor
Dad was all ready to give baby and this news shocked her
"That's my baby", pleaded the mother
But dad couldn't hear it because it was just a mutter
The mentality is all what needs to be changed
Right from the beliefs and the notions that have framed
'Acceptance' is what will drive the thought
We all should protect her and antis should be fought
She is a grace and she is fire
Let's make this place where she needs to be admire
Make her life just like a moon
Where SHE will never feel,"Oh god! I born too soon!".
May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 9:29 AM UTC
And then comes the baby cry
Once again mother lost the relief of sigh
Dad was waiting outside to see
Holding in hands the housekey
He was tired and hoping to relax
Wanted someone to hold his axe
He was unaware of the approaching future that lie
A girl to be a weight or a boy to touch the sky
Alas! it's a girl told the doctor
Dad was all ready to give baby and this news shocked her
"That's my baby", pleaded the mother
But dad couldn't hear it because it was just a mutter
The mentality is all what needs to be changed
Right from the beliefs and the notions that have framed
'Acceptance' is what will drive the thought
We all should protect her and antis should be fought
She is a grace and she is fire
Let's make this place where she needs to be admire
Make her life just like a moon
Where SHE will never feel,"Oh god! I born too soon!".
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