Baby Human

A sensitive poem that reveals the dilemma of national mother, gaumata. Her spirit sung a parody in soft vocal that shed down Lenitive with tears. Consequently innocent national mother angst of extinct

My Baby Human,
Look at my nutritive milk
Look at my weeping feel
Look at almighty deal
Don't let me go,Please that Is my last appeal


Look at my expanding heart
Look at your walking cart
Look at our ecological significance to dung, fart
Baby human , Don't pierce us with our regards into many parts


I know, you from my wail was soo afar
You from my pain was soo afar
You from my kindness was soo afar
You without knowing trampling us with dirt car
Baby human, Don't let us go like a broken star


Look at my sweet cattle
Look at my residence, under a shabby table
Look at my pity nature, that still you viable
I serve you with my entity
But never desire my any organ or fleshy leather
Baby Human, on innocents don't raise fatal battle



Look at my envoy tears
Look at my family pair
I preach you, not to assist with sin affairs
Hear your mother, she scolds that let you aware
Ohh dear, don't have you any fear (fear of damnation that humans pierce innocents)
Baby human, Don't supress me on extinction stairs


I always assert symbiosis and affections with scions
How much good scions, god give you certain grace
But, Forgive me if I done with your unsatisfactory case
Forgive me if I done anything against your circumstances
But don't kill us if we are innocents
Forgive me if in my life I have ever chase
But Sorry dear, more slaughter we can't face
Please don't convey me in prison, give me some place
We are among whome god permit to live and can own some space
Ohh Baby Human, Stop anymore crash
Give us a chance to help you with our best

Author's Note

This is my one of the best work. The language level I have used was unfortunately was soo low for easy understanding. even I bear strong language strength However i know writer may lose standard for its lower language use. But I do so yto spread the message of precluding anymore slaughtering.
I have written poem to awake predators and request them stop killing innocents. In this metastatic world you don't lack enmities.
Go, ambush them.

Reviews

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

Beautifully penned the much-needed-to-be-raised issue!
Your words have a unique voice and flow.
I liked the perspective.
The overall feel of the piece is quite raw and believe me it's not because of use of simple words but the structuring, maybe it was intended to be that way.
Very well done!

PS: Language, I believe is scarce for the expressive art in which we all dwell here.
Words should be used for their aptness and articulation in describing the writer's intent and story and not for qualifying itself in Shakespearean clan, if anything like that exist.

[MelissaAndres]

Good job! I can tell you worked hard on this!