I wondered whose little kids were these And how could their mothers be at peace Having left them alone to survive Causing their motherhood a deprive Were they cruel, were they unjust? Were they dead or bowed to painful thrust?
A Unique Janamashtmi
I wondered whose little kids were these And how could their mothers be at peace Having left them alone to survive Causing their motherhood a deprive Were they cruel, were they unjust? Were they dead or bowed to painful thrust?