Parentless Child

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Parentless child It is too much to address in such manner There may be countless children born here Their fate, we know, is living hell Yet god is great that they are brought so well It is abuse to parent When years later child resents What did his father to mother? And then blaming her too It is story moment's pleasure But think of agony and pain alter The male deserts female And female rears child You are in this world And certainly might have been told About difference between fatherless Or motherless Some are fortunate enough To enjoy warmth of parents to laugh But some pass with great ordeal Life seems very hard and cruel

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