Birth

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.