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You would have been the first ever to set foot on a land hitherto unknown
You would have been one of the 100 most influential personalities of the world - year 2050
You would have been a prodigy
You would have been someone's darling daughter
You would have been the only child to someone
You would have been the noblest human ever
But, fate had been cruel..
To each and every one of you, Oh little angels
To take you away even before you could see the world outside womb
Your mothers still shed tears when thoughts lead them to you
And they feel miserable as ever
They had cried in shocking disbelief -
"How could this be! Isn't womb supposed to be the safest place for a baby? Was it my mistake? Why did this happen to my baby!"
They were made to pacify by the most gentle words -
"There's always a next chance. You won't be devoid of motherhood. This is not the end"
no words could console them
For they knew
next, other and another chance of motherhood may come
But , You, are lost and gone forever
And that loss is irreplaceable
To the medical science, you were mere embryos or foetuses
To your mummies and daddies, you were a symbol of their love, someone for them to love
Oh little departed ones,
Your absence from this world seems to me
Like a never to be filled vacuum
Your life spanned only for a couple of weeks
But you have left back immortal memories
Life won't disappoint your parents each time
Sooner or later, they will be blessed with your sisters and brothers
But that will not fill the void created by the loss of your life.
Oh tiny ones,
God chose death over life for you
To cease your suffering
And transform you into chirpy cherubs of Heaven
Let me confess, Oh chosen ones,
You were special and you were loved
And in our hearts you will hold a special niche