Acceptance

The ground is wet with mourning,

The ripest fruit is the saddest.

With so much grief and loneliness,

All they need is acceptance.

They roam around the street aimlessly,

Begging for food and alms.

Under the scorching sun,

All they need is acceptance.

They stood out each morning,

Watching the school children.

Education was like a mission impossible,

All they need is acceptance.

In a confined home doused in fear of error,

They imagined the love of a mother.

They wished, they longed to have one,

All they need is acceptance.

If someone adopts them, they would be painted

In beautiful colours of joy.

In a gallery of care and love,

All they need is acceptance.