Crushed Flowers (Betrayal)

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Chika walked through mud, red and murky
Assured of the warmth and love at home
His friends and superiors called him lucky
To have an angel always waiting at home

He’s not that old but he owns a lot
Friends, a home and a garden on a big plot
But her love is the best he’s come to own
Aye, that’s something even the birds know

He knew his hunger pangs would swiftly pass
When he settled to the aroma of her cooking
He picked a beautiful flower among the grass
And continued, expecting to find her looking

But the sight through the window wasn’t kind
He saw her hug a stranger through the blind
Little Chika crushed the flowers with his hands
There’s a new born baby in his mother’s hands