That night as usual, I did, sleep
While the black sky, for us, did weep
I wished to wake up at morn,
Feeling great to have been born,
On this dear Mother earth,
Who though, didn’t give us birth
Satisfied our each and every need
And produced, from tiny sown seeds.

Then came the terrible quake,
Which thousands of lives did take,
I awoke to see a dark morning,
Which came to me without any warning,
With pieces of myself, lying apart,
Can you, console!my mourning heart.

I do wake up at morn
But, wish I had never been born!