My Son!
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I found you
inside a garbage bin
and you're a cold stillborn.
I took you to my lonely womb
Gave warmth nine months
and delivered again to this
precarious World?
Your certificate of birth
not yet issued
as they said
the requirements are not sufficient.
Your name as 'trash'
father's missing in action
and mother's name 'Widow'
they do not believe
your place of birth
where in a garbage bin?
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