We could not feel it
The agony, pain and suffering
Of single moms
How did they commit mistakes
And got betrayed in lives,
How did promises turn out to be false?
How to support, how to struggle and survive? ,
It ailed them most,
How to rear up the child and let it grow? ,
Left it not unto the last.
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