He was forsaken
\nBy his inexorable mother.
\nAt a non age
\nHe was still sucking her breasts.<\/p>\n

Poor child, hapless and wretched
\nShe abhorred him since his birth,
\nFor she instantly conceived,
\nWith yet another cut above son.<\/p>\n

He experienced time and again
\nHailstorm of abuse,
\nAnd the cloak-and-dagger act on him
\nCrossed the ceiling.<\/p>\n

She tried a lot
\nTo mix strychnine with his meals.
\nShe ordered her fraudulent kith and kin to
\nThrow him in the waters.<\/p>\n

On a midnight and at his sleep,
\nHe was taken away
\nSo far, so distant to
\nPut him in an isolation and evanescence.<\/p>\n

Being into the tangled web,
\nHe had his back to the wall.
\nHe screamed, cried and asked for help
\nBut it was a vain seeking.<\/p>\n

He puissantly bent over backwards to
\nUnderstand the predicament.
\nWith the sanguinity of getting
\nTower of strength he moved forward.<\/p>\n

Lonely but being audacious,
\nHe walked dense forests, high hills,
\nHuge rivers and as many stumbling blocks,
\nNonetheless he didn\u2019t give up as a bad job.<\/p>\n

Propitious he, as moved ahead,
\nFound a ne plus ultra<\/em>
\nWhere a queer woman with her open heart
\nReverted to him his lost motherhood.<\/p>\n

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