Analysis of New-born Baby

Little infant, lying calmly there,
Snug in your cot beside that wooden chair
So helpless, still, serene and heavy-eyed;
Born on the flesh, God ripped from Adam’s side;

If, when your time to die, draws ever near,
You’re filled with that unknown and nameless fear,
Remember those who gave you mortal breath.
Come, join the anonymity of Death.