Why, Oh Why Does a Baby Cry
Thrive in water since nine months, now I must breathe
on my own and use my lungs
push my first cry to vibrate my tongue,
fluid filled my lungs.
Why, oh why does a baby cry?
I force myself out to face this world, now
break free from the dark, light filled my eyes.
All seems in black and white and shades of grey.
Watching smiling faces wondering what they say.
Why oh why does a baby cry?
I trace patterns with curved lines rather than straight
That's the way I studied human face.
Sleeps eat and cry that's how i spent my day.
Some believed that I see the world as a meaningless blur.
Why oh why does a baby cry?
Separated from my warm cocoon out of my mother's
womb, and being expulse into the unknown.
Being touched with the many unfamiliar hands, so confused,
i search my head to understand.
Why, oh why does a baby cry?
Pain already forgotten; now joy filled the air.
Such a tiny miracle fed upon my mother's brest, feel so special
Known that I'm precious from all the rest.
Why, oh why does a baby cry?
Life is filled with mysteries that no human being can understand.
Before I succeed, many times I fall,
With thoughts pondering over with amazement,
life has teaches me its lessons with joy and contentment.
Tell me why, oh why does a baby cry?
By kelleyana Junique.
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