The poem is written from the perspective of an abandoned child questioning why their mother rejected them. The child feels cursed by their father's sins and confused by their mother's anger. They wish to understand their mother's pain and confusion, but their mother only sees the child as a reminder of the man who violated her, fueling her vengeful misery. The child is left with an unwanted identity, denied a mother's love, and drifting alone with many questions but no understanding of who their father was or why they were abandoned.

1. Abandoned
No laughter in her eyes, no smile in her heart.
Each sound that I made became a thorn in her heart
. Mother, oh mother. Despise me not,
My father's sins I should not be condemned for".
Vengeful anger is blissful ignorance
. What sin have I committed to be abandon withoutmercy?"
Some say you sufferfrom insanity,
Wandering lonesome cursing the midnight moon, on the surface of my presence.
Instead of unconditional love, I become despicable in your sight.
Beneath the facadeof silence, Turbulent roar a monster's groan,
Torn from yourwomb curiosity I am oblige, but a bit confused.
Mother oh dearest mother, your confusion, if only youcould confess.
My head I wouldbow in deep humility and share with youhumanity".
Instead you curse me of the profoundfeatures I have of the man youhated.
Such truth should never be my burden to be confused".
You are so furious, I am so curious, my presence a torture to your soul.
Curiosity become becomes my only hope.
Mother oh dearest mother, mysterious this life of mine should never be.
I wanted to salute you, but my grave you thought a just reward.
So steep in vengeful misery my father's evil deeds I can't undo.

2. From a virgin to an unwanted son.
A twisted heart that no longer loves.
An unwanted child that defiles it's mother's womb.
A restless soul in search of revenge.
Mother dearest mother, furious is your lonely soul.
Agony and woe, youare not alone.
To me there is no greater grief than to be denied a mother's love.
Many tears I shed, when without pity or sign of remorse you abandoned me.
I wish to God I understood, and worst of all a father I know not.
Yet I loved youboth even though your woesI envy not.
Drifting along those lonesome streets.
Many a times I asked the question why?
But now I know it was just a viciouscrime, Dark and lonely was yourjourney home.
Battered and defiled by such a vicious brute.
And if I were you, that brute, death wouldbe his doom.
Confusion my wretched life must now reckon, when I discovered a Rapist son I can'tdeny.
And if my sight tormented you with painful memory, my distance I willkeep withgreat remorse.
THE END