Cleanser

 Such beauty springing to the world

Should not be silenced by idle minds

Instead it should be honored

With a family by strong binds

Every sapling blessed by thy above

  To be born with distinction

To be recognized by the nation

Deserving of growing wings and flying like white doves

Humanity though no right to beseech cruel judgment

Beings synonymous with sins

Imperfect, ruled by injustice

May you be forgiven for cutting strings of fate with your dirty hands.

Unruly doubts cast down upon sublime innocence

Shall not be tolerated by our omnipotent savior

For he desires all lives to flourish

And elated smiles for every child safely born.