The Fate Of A Child Poem by Tan Pratonix
The Fate Of A Child
Flourishing,
like a sapling, green
and tender
and full of life, sprouts
a young child,
pure and innocent,
in a world strewn
with seeds of vice
and corruption;
Only to be choked
by hateful weeds,
only to wither
a rotting corpse
which crumbles
to dust.
Yes, but this is an entirely conventional sentiment. The question is: how to create a new angle.
I love the scheme of this poem, its a believable portrayal of a sad reality for some children right after being born. If born at all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 5:03:11 PM # 1.0.0.1119
you know fate is a funny thing, sometimes it can throw you for a loop lets just hope that fate is kind to one of them.....all in all great job i loved it