Unready to be a dad...

The unexpected burden comes,
of a brand new man,
I will try my best,
I'll do my best,
to do everything I can,
for his malleable mind and body,
it's feeding time again,
from the milk of human kindness,
to the storm of yellow rain...

How such a tiny hand can wield such power,
will astound me to my grave,
to dominate my life and take
the freedom that I crave,
The child shall grow and I shall shrink,
diminished by the drain,
upon my finite energies,
of body,heart and brain...