My life is a baby boy
Born on Monday
Orphaned on Tuesday
Destitute the day next
On Thursday I go to university
To get a degree
They give it to me
I seek next a job
I meet a damsel on Friday
She says she likes me
I too like her
And soon we are wed
Saturday brings another baby boy
I name him Madu
He has his life ahead
He will be like me
I train him to grow well
Teach him to meditate
Inspire him to love
Force him to work hard
I bend coarse will with strictures
I never let him stray
I was orphaned early
I know life is hard
This baby grows
Becomes a man
He will inherit my wealth
When I die
Sunday brings death
Priest and doctor at my side
One thinks it a hopeless case
The other says eternal hope
Who knows what it is like
On the other side
I leave Madu my estate
I go on over
He was a baby
So was I
He is now a man
He too will join me there.
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