Inheritance

Defying stony indifference Braving elements against her Making no heroic pretense She has taken it this far. She's the woman found on the way Cuddling the baby begging her day Not worth a look on the pave defiled Delighted to bring this world a child. Her skin's paramour there's no dearth Wasted daily disrobed on earth Then in a fulfillment absurdly wild She gets this world a beautiful child. The child is alive and solely hers It must live none else she cares She looks in its eyes in wistful trance Sees in them her only inheritance.