Think back to your birth, whenever that was.
You cannot remember it, so I’ll help.
You came into this world in blood, because
That’s how nature works, and you gave a yelp.
You were spanked by a doctor, and you cried.
Most people were suitably indifferent.
But if not for hurtful things, you’d have died.
Now I hope that, to you, life looks different.
Every person in your world’s a doctor.
They hurt you, and pull you from your mother.
But all of them, life to you do proctor;
Treat them not badly, but as a brother
Life comes in many forms to us, so smile.
Joy lasts forever, pain but for a while.
The Daily Travesty 