CRIMES OF INNOCENCE
For what crimes
Are they being made
To suffer?
Tell me!
Tell me! oh driver to the world
Why bring him forth
While within you lies the knowledge
Of the crimes he committed not?
Confess to the world
Oh carrier of the unheavy burden,
How huge a crime
Is being innocent.
Please say,
What you know, of the crimes
Of newness and pureness
And innocence and freshness.
Mother they call you.
Nay, Murderer you are!
Why summon he whose presence
You despise in wicked essence?
So I ask again!
For what crimes
Are they paying
This heavy price
Of abandonment
Of Starvation
Of denial
Of abuse?
For what crimes
Are they being punished
In madness and cruelty
While you decide their fate over tea.
For what crime
Was he dumped in a bag?
Why did you leave her hanging down that rail?
Why did you scar him so bad?
Why drop his form in that sewer?
While he's almost as big as you were
When you were brought forth
To this world
Where you've grown to be inhumane.
Why oh why!
Oh murderous mother!
And you treacherous father!
What crimes do you kill them for? Tell Me!
©NobleHeart (Mar'yam Thaoban)
This poem is dedicated to the 4-month-old boy rescued when his mother was about to dump him under a bridge in lagos, and every other child suffering from abandonment, neglect, abuse, starvation etc. In Nigeria and across the globe.
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