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.