Abandoned

Till then,

I'll be all alone in the house

without a single kiss.

All my pleasure will be spoilt,

like a poor orphan,

my heart pale with anxiety,

I will be a sad cook.

I will salt my meals

with burning tears

and slowly turn

toward violent solutions.

But, little one, it's time

to feed you.

Being a woman, I will modestly

go behind a bush

to give my coloured breast

to our little boy.