A Bird
There are times
when I blame instinct
when I challenge fate,
but it doesn't means
nature's accepted the deal.
That's what took place
last night, you, standing there
totally indefense
mosquitoes biting your skin's,
taking your blood
waiting for your mum
who never showed up
I'm sorry I'm not your mum,
looking after you
wasn't enough;
you let yourself die
in search of dignity.
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