Popped out of the womb,
the human birth tomb,
beginning of my initiation,
so on comes the world,
transfixed illusions,
can't even wait,
until my body totally
exits, blood upon my face,
smacked to birth,
ouch! doctor that hurt,
procrastination of pain,
oh sure, born with legs,
not knowing their function,
I tumble and crawl,
what about that terrible fall?
Momma lost sight,
so I disappeared into the night,
scared as my soul,
hurting in my heart,
pain acknowledged,
but what is it thats making
me feel so bad?
Finally as the years passed,
my legs spoke,
the crawl turn to a walk,
still I stumbled,
fell into the abyss,
watched the bird in flight,
reached for my wings,
none came to light,
what is this?
no wings, so on I fall
finally hitting the bottom,
every bone broke,
but still I live,
so as the mend,
came to offense,
picking myself up once
again, only to suffer,
what is this, can't hardly
breath, seem as though,
yes the choke, hands around
my throat, never knew,
I could function without
oxygen, life surely taught,
until I learned not to get
caught. Fully on the scene,
with the sun in my eyes,
nothing else comes to surprise,
wait a minute, hit by affection,
the human love connection,
pain coming from parts unknown,
cracking out stabs worst,
never knew I was suppose
to hurt this bad,
thought I had malfunctioned,
does this thing of hurt ever
end?

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