In the dark of the night,
Weak, helpless and cornered,
They destroyed my link to mortality.
My umbilical cord with life.
Hopeless, senseless and defenceless,
Blind, muted and hungry,
They left me lying in the mud,
For the creatures of the night to claim me.
But God had other plans.
I live on, fostered by creatures of a different kin,
Tended by loving arms and gentle words,
I open my eyes and see the world through theirs.
I know they want me to forget.
I know they try to make up for it,
For the warmth and belonging I will never have,
I know they are worried about me,
How I will survive.
But I live on.
Walking on strengthening feet I search,
See every loving face and still not find,
What should have been my birthright.
