Albinism – Poems On Babies
God O God! My almighty God!
Why you made me so odd?
I am an “Albinism” child….
Who suffers from photo phobia and light.
Wherever I Go……..
People laughed with a flow,
That He will be Blind…
When the Sun Decline.
“Surajmukhi” is a flower,
A flower that Blooms.
But I am the “Surajmukhi”….
A thorn that Pricks.
There is no treatment for “Albinism”,
As it is based on pigmentation.
An auto-immune disease against the melanocytes,
Which made my hair Brown and skin White.
But I am a normal child…..
So don’t treat me so wild.
The colour of my blood is same….
As Red as you have but in Dim light.
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