The Parented OrphanA Poem by Ahena MKThe parented orphan
Five fingers wrap around her dress not letting her go ahead pulling her back with all her might asking her not to go away With gestures she proved cause she couldn’t say that she hated being left this way This sad scene I watched until I said, no mother can be this way in spite of the kid not having a leg doesn’t mean she can be left far away A big bag she hung over her head filled with money till the neck Handing the bag to the maid she said, don’t send her back any day feed her, hit her, play with her but don’t let her know she came from where The mothers dress the baby left and she then walked away she opened the door and entered the car and
drove till she was far ahead Her daughter she saw holding the maid standing by the bay in front of the orphanage She saw her year old daughter yell through the mirror on the car frame On which it read ‘things are closer than they may appear’ looking at her daughter a wave hit her
Things shouldn’t have been this way it still can be changed don’t waste this day she said to herself as she hit the break turning the car once again She drove back to the orphanage to make things fine she hugged her child and thanked god for preventing a great big
crime From the side I watched feeling good once again as I trusted god that no mom could be
this way.
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Ahena MK © 2014 Ahena MKAuthor's Note
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