In the stillness of my heart, a tempest brews,
As my child entered the world with a fate askew,
A demon-like deformity, a cruel twist of destiny,
Leaving me heartbroken, yearning for a remedy.

Each day dawns with a heavy burden to bear,
As I watch my child face a world unfair,
Praying fervently for his escape from the pain,
For his spirit to rise above, his strength to regain.

The weight of his deformity, a burden profound,
Yet in his eyes, a resilience I have found,
A mother’s love, a beacon in the night,
Guiding him through the shadows, towards the light.

I kneel in prayer, my words a plea,
For his suffering to end, for his soul to be free,
To thrive despite the affliction that he bears,
To find joy in life, to cast away his cares.

In the silence of my prayers, a bond so deep,
My love for him, a promise to keep,
For in his demon-like deformity, I see,
A child of beauty, of strength, of glee.

Day by day, I carry the weight of sorrow,
Hoping for a better tomorrow,
Praying for his escape from this cruel fate,
For his resilience to shine, to embrace his state.

Through the tears and the anguish, I find my way,
To love him fiercely, come what may,
Believing in a future where he’ll thrive,
In a world where his spirit will revive.

For my child born with a demon-like form,
I offer my prayers in the calm and the storm,
Hoping for his deliverance, for his peace,
For his suffering to cease, his joy to increase.

In the face of adversity, my love stands tall,
A shield against the world’s cruel call,
For when a child is born with a burden to bear,
A mother’s love will always be there.