Push!
Push!
Push!
The midwives urged
The woman in labor and in tears
Please don't give up on him.

The poor woman admist the pains,
Saw hope for her seed and held on.
A few minutes later
The baby was out.

With a cry on his Lips
He knew his journey just begun
A trek to the unknown
And full of uncertainties.

The woman out of stress
Laid down quietly on her bed.
After a while, she asked of her child.
Held him in her arms,
With a sad look she cried tears of joy.
Her tears fell on him
As he smiled with hope
It was his first baptism of love.
A water, to keep the seed growing
Even in the times of difficulties.

Take the child
The woman handed him back to one of the midwife.
And went to sleep never to rise again.
But with hope that the baptism of love
Will guide her son's part
In the darker world.
Now he's an orphan
But you are never alone
God adopted you a child....