| Mommy |
| . |
| The hand that rocks the cradle, |
| the bosom that feeds a new life. |
| The smile that fosters love, |
| the lap that's a treasured haven. |
| The shelter ever seeked, |
| ever to be cherished. |
| An abysmal affection, |
| transcending all bounds. |
| That's how they refer to, |
| that's how they describe, |
| the relation which to me, |
| is no more than a void pact, |
| a shunned affiliation, |
| a forgotten kinship, |
| a dream unfulfilled, |
| a corpse soulless ___ heartless. |