A human Body among Trashes and Smell

Were they deaf?
Or, an alien?
They didn't understand his plead
He was among trashes
among broken pieces- smelly

Yet to be rotten
certainly cannot be forgotten
For not them who got him
- in this world
But for them
- who saw him
and those jaws who caught him

Petite, bloody and most of all
- its a human baby

Once was among million sperms
And now its among smells

Perhaps through love it was reaped
or, merely a guilty pleasure product

Whatever, look at it
A human body

It yawns and its yelling
Not for the love
Because it doesn't know what exits as such

Not now but tomorrow
With few he will share his sorrow
Will he be able to share how he survived
Will he cherish those jaws that kept him alive or that womb
that brought him in this world?

Oh! wow
Still mesmerized by his smile
Certainly its not his smile that made my pen run
But his innocent yelling and yawns.
Not only me everyone is paying attention.