Let me live,
The gift of life please give.
I too have fingers five
And I can survive.

Please don’t kill me in the womb,
and let mom mourn over my tomb.
I wish to be in your arms,
I mean no harm.

I promise to be a good daughter,
You will be proud of me, father.
Let me into your world,
And I won’t give you a reason to regret.

Don’t crush me and my hopes,
after all, you are my folks.
A chance of survival I ask,
I know you love me behind that mask.
Care not about the world,
While the entire universe wants us to be together.
Just please let me live,
The gift of life please give.

This post is written for Day 8 of UBC

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