Only one month
She was crying for help;
But no one snoop;
She raised her tiny voice;
Calling her mom to help;
But nothing happened;
Until she loose hope.
Her mother went to a doctor;
After realizing that she was pregnant;
She went there to do abortion;
To kill the unborn baby;
Who will make life miserable for her;
Softy she drunk a peel;
And within a blink of a eye;
She was relived.
The poor little girl;
So beautiful and soft;
Lived only for a month;
But finally died a death;
A well prepared death;
Crying having no one to help;
Killed by her own mother;
She was only one months.
She died;
And buried in side a womb;
Without anyone crying for her;
Without anyone noticing her death;
Only her mother;
Who kept quit;
Be blessed little girl.
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