Sleep baby, sleep, now that your crib is warm <br />Your body swaddled in gratification <br />Enjoy it now, the calm before the storm, <br />Before you meet the face of tribulation. <br /> <br />Sleep child for soon you’ll ope those tender eyes <br />To recreant mankind, to draining care <br />Your peace will fade, those dulcet lullabies <br />Shall modulate to keynotes of despair. <br /> <br />Slumber while yet concealed from vile mishap <br />Unknown to pain, oh you shall wake tomorrow <br />And vainly nose about your mother’s pap <br />But only suckle at the breast of sorrow. <br /> <br />Sleep now, those pinions, yet unfledged, must soon <br />Flutter against life’s merciless typhoon. <br /> <br /> <br />Beirut <br />September 18th 1988<br /><br />Samer Madbak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poem-040-sonnet-15-baby/
