Young you are and fragile
As immaculate as an angel
As happy as a lark
As joyful as a fly
As lively as a cricket.


I am stupidfied by your innocence
I watch pitiful as you smile and kick
I near cry when I hear your joyous laughter when your mama tickle you
The softness of your skin shows your no experience in life
Your clean and fragile body shows that you are just newly made
You are as natural as life.

You are helpless until helped
And all your early life depend on your mama
Little and little,teaching you the way of life
Steady by steady; the laws of life
She is your first teacher: as honest as mirror.

But,child,did you know which land you are born into?
Did you know which people own you now?
And their language,food,dressings,tradition and heritage?
Realities of life will wake you from slumber
It fears me for I don't know which side life will turn to you.
You are ignorant and,should learn little by little
Your mama can't hold you forever,you must go into life
Bring it good nasty experiences
Your mama can't say more than: be careful,child
For she knows not which way you will choose.

I know not which will first get to you- the right or the opposite
A threat to life you want to be or it defender?
Will you be your people's defender or destroyer?
Will you be a thorn in our flesh?
Oh child,will life make that smiles disappear from your face?
I ask: did you want to hunt your brother down or be hunted?
I look at your face,but it is expressionless.

Learn the rules of life and its games
Learn the good of life and its deceptions
Don't let the windy sand feed you to the air
Don't just play,had I known earlier I wouldn't have played
Can't you see that life is a battle and every minutes is the time of fight?

Don't you see that life is much in evils and small in good?
Oh Child,be wise: life only deceive the fool
Walk the path that will make you live long and enjoy
Not the path of those that are lead,or is it that made themselves to be led astray?
Because when a child is astray,it pains me and I cry for the pains of Motherhood.

Don't you want to make part in life,I am afraid?
Don't you want to be as lasting as the pyramids?
Won't you like to be known as the stars?
Create it! Child,create it
So,your name could be written in bold golden letters
I sit and wait for I don't know what life will give you
I fold my hands and look to the uncertainty of the Future.

- Jimson Jaat Taofik

Not bad..