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LIFE, AS I TAKE IT TO BE!
LIFE, AS I TAKE IT TO BE!
Nothing’s so precious, as I presume my breath to be;
Time after time, it goes in and out to keep me alive;
Sort of hokey thing it sounds, yet I feel as if
I’m so inquisitive to know who blew it into me.
I’m sure; it would not have been blown through my nostrils,
For I had no wind pipe when mom conceived and kept me in womb;
I was still an embryo which was yet to be nurtured
And delivered to survive amongst the vast sea of men.
A replica of dad, I am, who could very well express;
My character, though ill-assorted and in a mangle;
My mom sorted it out and made it alright;
For I know, now what’s best as per my choice.
The first noise I made and heard was a deep throated cry;
It made others realize that I wasn’t a deaf and dumb but a healthy child;
And now, I very well enjoy the melodies of this precious life,
To make others dance to my well orchestrated tune.
