ILLEGAL GATEPASS.

Before my tender lungs
Have known an inflow of breath
Or my eyes have seen
The beauty of the daylight
Before I have come to know
The taste of first-milk
And before My new skin received
Then caressing warmth of the sun
Mama,
You have handed me an illegal gatepass
Past the Birth canal.
Shattered my candid destiny
The president of the Land.
Flushed out your liberation
From the bondage of poverty
And the fangs of disease.