My Birth
When I was born, I emerged to the world
Cradle me now so that I might grow
This place as small as I
Give then, no hate and dry eyes
Feel rich with happiness as my life pays off
To be a homebody
Destined to eventually go out and make an undeniable difference
Restless I move at the beat of my own heart
Alien to death, with silence at peace
Calm to others. May we be stationary.
Know not of Hells pain, hurt, and distress.
As the first hand coddles my body
In life show no emotion
Distanced from all deemed below me
I rise as they call me loud, I am alive
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