Amidst the noise and bustle
And this pollution
I would not let you grow up like this, child.

Amidst the clutter, and the rumors
And the foolishness
I would not train you into, my child.

Into this world we have brought you
Not into pain and suffering.
But love.

Into this world who'll know
The rise and fall of your every breath
The steady beat of your heart
Lulling you to sleep
I bring you

And into this life I raise you
Not amidst the chaos
For that is not for you, child.

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