The New Born
There is pride of strength,
Significance of patience in time's length,
There is an unrivaled joy in conquering,
Mastery of history and excellence authoring
Hearts endure the silent independence
Then Faces pay the fine of audacity and disgrace
Eyes grasp the jading complaints of shame,
Souls wear the comfortless fearlessness of blame
The power of solitude and its dreadful insight
O, dear friend! Here is the self-sufficing delight
Why fight to live if we only live to die?
Why is the first sign of a human life a cry?
Diversity of nature remains reflected in every life
Dispersed like sands on the beach
As heavens spread before us beyond reach
A new life...life of a new born,
A symbol of victory...it deserves a crown
Worthy of great poets' rhymes
So mighty, too gorgeous, and so prime
Too great to be cited in simple verses
This sperm's determination merits deep respect
We shall avail every possible help,
And guide him through this life.
Because he is the living symbol of triumph
We, early comers, shall stand and welcome the late one
With joy and pride, for he has battled and won
He has conquered millions to live and weight our eyes
The sun has risen to blot the sky, ---our skies
A dream that survives the light of day is a reality
Let's help him...
Care for him...sustain the dream
Assist him create the needs, and fulfill aspirations.
Generate the driving force of purposes and determinations
Serve him to meet fantasies of nations, and of humankind
This potential savior of our planet, is the eyes of the blind
He is the miracle that shapes the universe
He is the new born.