Precious Birth
Precious Birth
“Your birth”
Whose blessing is it?
Stamps aristocracy on your face is so ugly.
Your snobbery,
Is it for your mother’s costliest womb?
Your lover's luck,
Will search for your hands
Waiting for some impassioned words
From your dry cracked lips.
Your costly birth, is it a curse or blessing for him?
It is your birth. Not you is his destiny.