another baby born...
dependent...
on a system
that dictates economic
despair...
on a system
that mandates educational
opportunities.
on air and water,
defiled and sucked dry.
on a mother's love,
who is still a child.
on a father's help,
who turns and walks away.
on a faith,
that is worn and failing.
on a tomorrow,
made up of todays.
on a freedom,
sold and bartered away.
on equality,
ravaged by prejudice,
and fear.
on respect,
that must be taught...
another baby born...
a Jesus, a Buddha,
a star in the sky.
the gift of life most precious,
the responsibility, ours!
May this precious gift bring peace and prosperity to the people all over the world. Cheers dear sir!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another baby born. The title made me think of the famous Elvis Presley song. While reading the poem I could feel the mood of that song. But then follows a fantastic ending, making us somehow responsible for the child to reach its full potential. Good poetry