9. Let its morning stars remain dark.Let it hope for light, but in vain;may it never see the morning light.
10. Curse that day for failing to shut my mother’s womb,for letting me be born to see all this trouble.
11. “Why wasn’t I born dead?Why didn’t I die as I came from the womb?
12. Why was I laid on my mother’s lap?Why did she nurse me at her breasts?