When
you were born
You
gave your first cry
Everyone
around felt so relieved
You
were alive!
But
child it was
The
years ahead you didn't know
Would
you be good or bad?
Living
in luxury or die in prison?
It
is in your hands
As
the years turn into old
Will
you craft it good or bad?
But
child you would never know
The
world will change
On
your growing up years
Will
you live to old age?
Live
the full cycle?
It
is hard to say
By
then you are an adult
You
have your times ahead
For
now live your life
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