Parent’s choice!
Being half orphaned kid was not your choice,
parted parent for their own choice.
Let you witness of their voice and noise.
Curse not the fate for the man-made deeds,
some emotions bounded them to hatch,
Long lasting promises wiped off by storm.
Their unworldliness shuttered the doors for ever.
Eventually, defining silence blew the home
to the worst of its time, nevertheless it's all in the storm.
To fetch the bricks, to rebuild the house,
then you were immature to pile up the bricks.
Now you are at the labor, to see the home as house,
to wipe off yourself being half orphaned boy.
