Born into it as the kid tears to death,
Getting rapidly older second by second,
Avoiding the eyes, the touch of the most,
At times I hug her to touch, I reckoned.
Born into it as a separated only child,
Competing for fast dives, a warm alight,
Unfortunate events, matters attract me,
Randomly placing a target for this fight.
Born into it as the death awaits a day,
Joining siblings with a touch and a hug,
The Sun rose from grounds of life,
Death upon me, thank you very much.