LOST TO THE FANGS

Had I known! Oh! Little one! 

You would end up in the tiger’s mouth

Would I have still given birth?

How I wish now!

The umbilical cord!

That connected us for nine months

 Wrung your neck even before your first breath!

Oh! My little one!

What’s in this existence!

For me to watch those ragged teeth sink in

Your crimson blood spurting out!

Your pointless life! Pointless suffering!

Just pawed off!

Oh Lord! Why did you spare me?