Mother!
Months are slowly getting close,
From zero to ten
I am surrounded by your warm blanket
Slowly I am growing in your womb,
I cannot resist the excitement
To see the world of sun and moon
In your womb, I am counting days,
To show you mother, my little gaze;
Please don't send me to the tomb;
Oh mother, can't you here my voice ?
Don't you have another choice?
Aren't you happy to see me soon?
I am excited for my first toy,
I promise I will become your joy;
Please don't feel me a burden,
I will clean the whole house unpaid
Never shall demand a sweet at the dinning
I will manage with the old dresses of my brother
And wait to serve all your needs at your old age
Yet
Whatever you decide cannot be undone;
Won't you allow me to start my life
Please don't make my life a history;
I am excited to play in your lap,
With my deeds, I will make you clap;
Oh mother, give me a chance to live,
Even if you don't, I forgive;
My life is now a question,
Please don't solve it as abortion.
Oh mother, can't you hear my voice ?
Don't you have another choice?