Cry Of A Baby Poem by Musa Gift Masombuka

It makes such a painful sound,
It hums so bad and touching,
Like an elegy for a mother.
With eyes drowned in water,
And red like the volcano of Tokyo.

Cry of a baby,
So pure and innocent,
It has a meaning inside it,
It's melody so unbearable like an owl overnight.
When it cries it says 'I am hurt, '

Cry of a baby,
It makes you feel the emotional torture.
Like the demolished future.
It hurts so deep in the heart as the sound reign in your emotions to the heart.
It causes an excruciating pain to you.
It may even tempt you to cry also.

Just listen, listen and listen,
It's a painful sound,
Just leave another horrible round wound,
It is not just mistaken,
It kills deepen and serious it must be taken,
Listen to the innocent cry
It makes your heart want to stand up and to calm the baby you want to try.
Its another killing suspense.

It is out of question
that it doesn't make sense.
No toy can make it sweets even if you count it on your expenses,
No human would stand and bear,
Isn't another cry of teddy bear,
Its like hunger that tear tears.
Leaving one in dessert curve with a terrible echo no one can't hear.

Hearing horrible of beast that heat your heart on your ear,
Makes mothers have sleepless night,
Like they do have those dreams which are for broom flight.
Like sad song that sing slow of the genre of jazz,
In the deep soul it creates fuss,
Like it is much unbearable mass.
The cry of the baby it kill's perfect moment.
It can make one forget to pay the rent.

So trilling like to get your hands on the government disappointing money, I mean grant.
Like crime done that there was no justice cause of lack of evidence.