In this civilization, there will appear a day
When one must give life to the unborn
Not thinking of the prices to pay!
Only believing about the awaiting dawn
One day, I will have an offspring; son or a daughter, no matter.
Who would fetch back my own purpose
The being shall give rips and laugh like a trip
I will never impel them to accept anything,
Their free will is my sole importance.
I'll let them inscribe, act, prom and pipe.
Make them...