Impressionable Experiences

Seeking The Inner Spirit

"Life After Birth"

1997

Why must we hurt,

It starts at birth,

A baby becomes a child

But then we just run wild.

At birth we are all pure,

As adults unsure,

Act as you were,

But not as you are.

Life is just a trial,

Please stop being vial,

It is an act all the while,

Those bags to a pile.

There is no trust,

There is no respect,

For love's existence,

Is gone from this world.

Everyone hides,

Let us change those tides,

Forget free rides,

And look at all sides.

We weep with pain,

It is all so insane,

Why are we vain?

Our storm is the rain.