Perspicacious Poetry

Before

Desired not to be born
Another life lacks adorn
Nay, you, it shall not be so
It came on the day of woe
Have you ever seen a babe
Act as though she wasn't made
To wail about her own needs
Every, bad or good deeds
Sleeping quietly through life
How can she calm all th' strife
Every person, place, and thing
Really never knew the ring
Leave her without needed love
In generations above
From the world, disconected
Evermore unprotected