It’s a good thing to remember this day,

The day the womb gave you away.

How comfortable you felt behind those walls

But on coming out, you saw they ain’t no walls.

 

How surprised you must have been on arriving

To know that this other world was wickedly surprising.

Back in the womb of comfort you got no warning

That this earth harboured both Joy and Mourning.

 

I still imagine mother Earth gracefully receiving You

Telling you in your face, “your comfort time is due”.

I still imagine you proudly taking that first breath

The breath that differentiates the living from the death.

 

That breath was the very first test you ever passed

Because those that thought you will fail had passed.

Don’t think for a second that it was the major test

For your whole process of living this life itself is the test.

 

This isn’t a time to sit back and think

That time passed within a single wink.

This time is to set and break unbreakable records

Time to link and do things on your own accords.

 

You know i can keep going on and on

Speaking and moving without return.

But you were taught how to get water with basket

Linking this words shouldn’t be thicker than a blanket.