When life starts it has to be ended one day.
I remember the day when I came to this world and that was not by
choice.I was thrown out of my mother womb without my permission and
was very unhappy.My first cry told honestly how I hated this world .It
was hard
inhaling that oxygen which is part and parcel of my life
now.But things
started to change after my arrival to this world.I love
sucking the milk and those noices and images around started to attract
me.I love the touch of someone hands on my body and feel good in soft
wraps around me.
0h man,what am I now,so much in love with the life around me .It seems
hard to go to a narrow tunnel call grave.I like inhaling that fresh air
Please don't send me back to that place where would I be
suffocating under the soil.Help me life ...........I love you now.