Birth1 min 257 1 min 257
Birth is just a miracle of God,
Done when you enter a place so odd.
As you come from the coal-dark cloche,
Everyone around you will josh-
For you to meet the world with fright,
After you teleport from dark to light.
You came out wearing a cloak of blood,
After your graduation from the stud.
You came out as a product of pain;
To live in the world, so fain.
Just now you have started your camp;
Welcome to this world my dear little champ.