A Father and the Birth of His Child

by: K

Red and blue paint walls
Sirens echo near
Decade of nine months
At its end shortly

Blurry, hazy ride
To the white palace
Of miracles and
Fatal tragedies

Blue and white chaos
Drowned by awful screams
Helpless, pained witness
Then one more big push

No longer witness
Hands to deliver
With one final scream
I hear a new cry

Beautiful baby
In my hands and heart
Do you know how much
I adore you so?