15 Put a curse on the manwho told my father, “Good news!You have a son.”
16 May that man be like the townsyou destroyed without pity.Let him hear shouts of alarmin the morningand battle cries at midday.
17 He deserves to diefor not killing mebefore I was born.Then my mother's bodywould have been my grave.
18 Why did I have to be born?Was it just to sufferand die in shame?