Alive to Start
Sit back, relax, there’s a new one coming here
Innocence and a novel sight that has yet to feel fear
Not yet put in situations where they have to feel weird
Understanding of the real world is still sheer
A lump of clay that can be molded into a perfect sphere
Or something else
Most likely something else
Unclear still whether they will add to a shelf
Somewhere
Are people even going to care?
The little one may just end up an adult in despair
Is somebody destined to weep
Or is what’s before their eternal sleep
Going to have the same impact as some random sheep?
Seems a peculiar question to ask of someone just born
Quite early to wonder whether or not they’ll see scorn
Still can’t even say there are clothes that their bodies have worn
The parent or parents still wonder how they’ll adorn
This little one
Not even concerned if their life will be fun
Knowing full well that one day they’ll have to be done.
