Ouch!
life hurts,
its pain flirts.
She teases us most eloquently,
touching us most definitely.

Touched in a trance,
this life is no romance.
Eyes stretched,
feelings etched.
Life hands us roses,
thorn stemmed supposes.

Rain comes in showers,
terrorist blow high towers.
Born with strong bodies in form,
they'll last for years experiencing no harm.
Die in a second from death,
afflicted sometimes in bad health.

We're handed the good and the bad,
the happy and the sad.
All in one life,
on goes the misery and strife.

Ouch!
Life is a pain in the body,
inflicting everybody,
touching every soul,
then comes the hole,
six feet under,
Whata blunder!

Enjoy every second of good feeling,
life becomes more appealing.
The appeal is worth the thrill,
sign, sealed delivered deal.

Choice, while we can,
Before life plays its hand.
A hand hard to beat,
must less defeat.

G