Son, be not afraid of Death

‘Tis my advice to you

Life will hurt you more

Than Death could ever hope to

A drop fell from a cloud

A fruit fell from a tree

A tear dropped from your eye

Then I wasn’t me

…

I tasted that tiny drop

Bit off that fallen fruit

Wiped that tear with happiness

Then I became me

Mom, I feel so tiny

When I look at the endless sky

Will I ever grow up?

Watch intimately the birds fly?

Mom, I feel so tiny

Helpless and insignificant

Is there no magic potion

To speed up the adolescents?

Mom, I feel so tiny

A misfit on this giant Earth

Looking at the stars above

Contemplating my righteous worth

Mom, I feel so tiny

Respond to my questions and qualms

Do all the children have to

Follow the lines on their little palms?

“Do not worry,” Mommy said

Her eyes filled with a lot of pain

“Once you happen to grow up

You’d wish to be a child again”