The children cried to the moonlight
Neglected, a lonely rhapsody
Only names left alone
On a crowded orphanage

Life has written the parent’s fate
Died with no memories
Unknown like the wind
Some left because of poverty
Or rejection of defected babies

Abusive nights and dirty plates
Craving for instant noodles
Sleeping on thin blanket on the floor
Feverish babies

Neglecting odors flew through the window
No education or toys or plays
There’s only moon that smile in the shadow

Novia, 2014