I am sorry, my baby!
Still feel welcomed
On this partial earth
A separate world for you
But same as myself
People of this world call
To which both belong
You and your mother
Simply a beggar's world.
No special protection
No lullabies for you
Only an impatient wait
For you to turn four
Thus being able to hold
If only a thrown container
To beg for your belly
Please forgive me, baby!
A mother welcomes you.
