I saw the baby lying on the street
Her tiny body aching and torn
Her curdling cries sent shivers through my mind
The old lady stretched out her wrinkled hand one more time
She new I couldn’t stand the sight
Baksheesh
She cried
Baksheesh
I saw the baby lying on the street
Her tiny body aching and torn
Her curdling cries sent shivers through my mind
The old lady stretched out her wrinkled hand one more time
She new I couldn’t stand the sight
Baksheesh
She cried
Baksheesh
