I have learned. I am not alone

Strangers

The vicissitudes of life
Are such that make the future
Planned and unplanned
Become like the unwelcome child
Who didn’t ask to be born
Alone
To face the world of known evils
And the unknown hidden riches
Waiting to unfold
In the thoughts of those
Whose minds can conceive
And give birth to
The vicissitudes of life

Bose