Here we stand here looking through the windows of your homes

watching you live your commonplace lives

reading, playing, arguing without fear

navigating your mundane troubles

relishing your ordinary joys.


Here we stand, mere shadows of what we could have been

No fault of ours was it, but just a quirk of fate-

that snatched the protective wings from around us

and threw us defenseless into a world

which dared us to survive.


We soon found a Home, but no family like yours

Only demons to kill our souls

and leave just the dry shells of what we were

Humans they could not be for how could any

human do what they did to us?


Here we stand, looking into your homes,

Hoping that you will look up

And perhaps help us to live lives like yours

Just ordinary, mundane lives

That’s all we wish for.