Sacrifices by the dozens were made.
To ease, farewells were bade.

Their own dreams cut short.
Luxury, selfishness? nothing of the sort.

Such commodities were lost at the port of our conception.
Evokes tears, how they cherished our connection.

Parents, God’s unique creatures.
Riddled with philanthropic features.

Who would eat less so we could be fed.
Sleep on the floor so we could lie on the bed.
Who would hold our hand when sick.
Construct...