Looking at me.....a baby boy begotten by two foreigners, forsaken on the day of birth, rejected by the earth living without faith.
On that dark day even my cord wasnt cut life flowing out forth.
Dirt with the clots of the womb but yet no one care to define to me the word wash.
Naked I came but was kept like that without any cloth, I was never rubbed in salt neither did they have compassion enough.
Thrown on an open field so I was a proper...