They cut through the umbilical
and there I was, a miracle,
a gift to all and sundry
and on a Monday too.

I didn't know it then
that when I grew up
I'd be old one day.

The way and the light
you don't find in the dark

you realise it's doom
before the midwife even leaves the room
and then you cry and you cry and the diaper's never dry
and that's a lot like when you're ancient.