I am born today, the sun burns its promise in my eyes

Mama strikes me and I draw a breath and cry

Above me a cloud softly tumbles through the sky

I am glad to be alive



It is my seventh day, I taste the hunger and I cry

My brother and sister cling to mama's side

She squeezes her breast, but it has nothing to provide

Someone weeps, I fall asleep



It is twenty days today, mama does not hold me anymore

I open my mouth but I am too weak to cry

Above me a bird slowly crawls across the sky

Why is there nothing now to do but die?