I just ran away
From the orphanage my mother left me...

Here goes this man to war
Hugs the mom goodbye...

There are tears that fall in grief and sadness;
Slow and mournfully the cheek they stain...

HAVE you seen the bright moon rising
In the heavens? Have you seen...

When the mother, with sore travail,
To the world a man-child gives...

Soft and low a voice was heard besides me,
Near me did my mother seem...

A bit of mystery lies in history's eyes
Because in time the facts and the figures get...

Let me tell you a story of my life
A sad story of my past...

This is Long,, but please read it, It took me a...
Thank You...