unborn child

Never to late to be born, never to late die
Never to late to felt warmth offered by nature
Never to late to surrender without the reminder

Never to late to late to learn the ropes of life
Life is like a rope unborn child, once you get
towards the dead line tie a knot and hang on.
In life we not live life in isolation unborn child

yes you were an infant within the womb
Once you explode out from the womb life
wont expect you to be an infant, think and
then you will be a giant by dreams