• Once in a room,
    the boy winked at the girl,
    and the girl blushed.

    Then in a room,
    the two had fun,
    their bodies rapped in eachother's love,
    they played until morning.

    Next in a room,
    the girl cries to herself,
    knowing somethings wrong,
    knowing the wrong she had done.

    Then in a room,
    the boy sits,
    he is disturbed by his faults,
    the fate of his actions.

    Now in a room,
    the girl is round,
    her belly full of fate,
    the outcome of that night.

    She is pregnant.
    He is a dad.
    She is a mother.
    He is strong.