We all begin life's journey in
A baby pours out
Like water coming from a spout
From the fallopian
Crawled, walked and ran
The tube is cut
Eyes open and shut
Try to make out what this world wants from us
Nursery to the high school bus
Job interview and driving with no fuss
Working for an asshole boss is torturous
Feelings and thoughts start to occur in the mind
This is where I veer off and left the rest behind
Mental breakdown and spiritual awakening
Both were running side by side
I could have died
God knows how much I've tried
Life force is synced up
Pure will prosper over the corrupt
They say our time here is short
Trying to get to Heaven
Is my clock stopping at six or eleven?
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Offline) - Published: April 25th, 2023 01:02
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Comments2
I like the flow of this.
Relatable and concise.
So much is thrown at us in this short time we have here.
As soon as we think we have it all figured out, something changes our entire perspective.
Nice work
Happy writing!
Thank you, I appreciate your kind comments.
We are here for as long as we are needed:)
Aye yeah.
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