The revelry of your birth,
Came as latter rain on earth;
With woo-hoo played from zither
Sinking down every ears of livings;
Trobbing abroad as clappings of thunder
Quaking tombs to share the fair tidings,
Passers-by stopped,a rush on and on
Like team clad of finest ribbon.




Och！ He's a young lad
Lying on bed like tender lotus' pad
Too soft and wany as ripped almond
His cheeks dimpled not nor defined folds
With churny visage as melted diamond
Diddy eyeballs akin to muddy marigolds
That swept round corners of the whole room
Like of swimmer drowned in a gray doom.





Of a sudden his head he raised,
Like all that went through his gaze;
Were too fearful to bore just alone
A barren silence across the wall,
Clued us, He's breathless as stone
If as a bullet landed in my skull
I stood paralized, Ached-freezing,
Lamed of words, Robbed of reasoning.




Paving this punt of fogged agony,
Better to sail within than been loony
Along vale of my breast in bravery,
Yet my bittered eyes betrayed me;
Rending my sight blind and teary
Throes broke my bones like dry tree;
The pangs, The groans as uncontrolled whelp
Like a stabbed man yelling for help.





O blood, Tears, Fires, clangors and tempest,
Thousand maelstroms that scoopes a sad rest
Deaths that gaits bye like clever thief
How hasty's you, O time, O naked death;
Woe's world, What an undone grief,
A tata would smile his mother’s dismal breath
Even though soothing words never heal,
Losses, cuts and wounds that bleed.



Aurevoir, Aurevoir, Little sacred boy!
O come, come back, Play with toy
Pay this honor to saints and cherub,
Till we no more sing, cry nor whimper;
Of our tongues, Hearts which you rob,
Our merries, Our joy you fill but despair
Little buddy, No cheers of mirth
Wear your saber and club in right.




Fend for yourself, For yourself in heaven
Like old-monster, Make your limbs seven;
Climb rocks with your manly strength,
If you travel along thicket or wood;
Fend for yourself as valiant knight,
You are brute to joy of motherhood;
Goodnit friend, Fly back to dreads and wild
Wish I know your name, O nameless child.