Young child,
Remember the promise,
The contract signed in
your first heartbeat.

Your first breath was not easy
And it never will be.

Young child,
You did not open your eyes
To live the rest of your life
Dreaming;
In your very first speech
You were screaming -
Young child,
You came to us
Squealing
Asking:
"What are these feelings I'm feeling?"

And I told you
This is pain,
You are alive,
And your promise is
Struggle and heartbreak
Even while you smile,
Young Child,
Your promise is death
For a while.

In this life, feet catch fire
and
people burn

Remember your dream
when
it is your turn

You will see your ashes
but
you will manage to breathe

If
you sustain the flames
inside
your dreams

Your ashes will float
and
shimmer like gold

You will rise as a
Phoenix
with wings to behold