Lost in the middle of indifferent humanity
An innocent infant hanging onto life
Just a heartbeat from destitution
Crawling from door to door, a voiceless cockroach!
Playing hide and seek with fate's misfortunes.
She took my hand
To a haven safe from inhuman customs
Insulated me from religious intolerance.
She took my hand
Led me from a garbage bin
Onto the table of kings.
She was one of a kind, one of a big heart
She took me on a voyage
To a paradise where I'd never be hurt.
She took my hand
Placed me closer to her bossom
A world where only roses blossom
Where love for humanity reigns supreme.
She took my hand
Ignored the voices of the heartless
Stood the heat from the callous
Proving she was selfless.
She took my hand
She took my troubles
She took my weaknesses
She took my failings
She took my hand
When others evaded me
Like a leaper.
This poem is dedicated to my late mother who despite the stigma and hostility towards adoption had the courage and the heart to adopt us and bring us up as her very own children. This gesture remains as a living proof that " LOVE IS MIGHTIER THAN BLOOD"
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