Mama, when I feel your heart
Heaving next to mine, I feel my bosom swell.
For you, I am like a museum piece
In a display case, to be preserved,
To be enhanced, to be beautified.
However, why is the world so cold to me?
Mama, why are people so unconcerned, so indifferent?
I know about my muscle atrophy problem Mama,
Doctor uncle explained to me in simple words
And I know I am not going to live for long.
But why Mama, for the few years
That I will be here,
Why can’t I have friends?
What harm did I do to humanity Mama?
I never told lies, I never stole, never hurt anybody,
In word or in action and never shot anyone dead.
I love everybody Mama, I love the world.
Can’t they see it in my eyes?
Can’t they feel it in my raw emotions?
Can’t they Mama?
The winged seraphs of heaven
Are all waiting for me Mama.
The fate of my heart has been tested enough,
So has the destiny of my soul.
And when I depart Mama, don’t cry.
Sleep might evade you all night, don’t cry.
My memories will come flashing in your mind, don’t cry.
The pain of too much loving will invade your heart,
I will go and make a place for you above,
don’t cry Mama.