The baby cries but nobody hears

The mother ignores her; she’s no more tears

She neglects her baby just one month old

In a damp old flat that’s bare and cold

The mother’s an addict, high out of her head

She’s nothing to feed the baby, just stale moldy bread

The neighbours hear the howling from next door

& realise they can’t take the screams any more.

It’s decided to take the neglected baby away

To give her a better place to stay

Not the best of starts in life to have

Which makes this story very sad

The baby’s in a better place

Would you feel that the mother’s a disgrace?

The baby’s a child now who’s started school

Sitting alone rocking back and forth on her stool.

The mother sees her just once a week.

The child sees her as a stranger and turns her cheek.

This girl wishes she’d been a normal child,

But now she’s a troubled teen, gone wild.

Robbing cars, causing trouble, just for attention

There’s more to this than I need to mention.

Eighteen now and out of control,

with her own crying baby that’s one month old

She goes to the bathroom and guess what happens?

A dirty needle in her arm and her weak body starts to rattle

She looks in the mirror and now she sees herself as her mother….

You say she had choices, but did she have any other?