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They say that abandonment is a wound that never heals. I say only that an abandoned child never forgets.

Mario Balotelli

A child is born!
With no one to call a father
No one to call a mother
Where could she have possibly gone wrong?

Left to the cold hands of the street
Forced to steal or have no food
Trained by the street marshall
What can she possibly become?
For the street have no heart
Nor does it have any emotion
Everyday she long for a motherly embrace

Everyday she long for a fatherly love
She seeks to be loved, even if it’s just for a day
Lost to the lonely days, she cries!
In hope for a savior, she endures the pain

But, who will see her tears?
Who will feel her pains?
Who will take her out of her misery?
And, hope to her, who will give?
For every child is a blessing.