(Chharpatra) :
The news came
From the child who was born today.
She has got the testimonial,
And therefore she proclaims her rights to the new
unknown world
With piercing cries.
She is helpless and small, yet her fist is raised,
Glowing in an incomprehensible oath.
No one understands.
Some laugh, some reprove.
I recognise her language, though.
I see the signs of a coming age
As I read the child’s credentials
In her hazy, misty eyes.
The news came
From the child who was born today.
She has got the testimonial,
And therefore she proclaims her rights to the new
unknown world
With piercing cries.
She is helpless and small, yet her fist is raised,
Glowing in an incomprehensible oath.
No one understands.
Some laugh, some reprove.
I recognise her language, though.
I see the signs of a coming age
As I read the child’s credentials
In her hazy, misty eyes.
