Tuesday, August 03, 2004

I shun all birth

granted I have been a dog
granted I love dogs
granted that you don’t
you like cats
I hate cats

Granted that you are more passionate
More in love with instant satisfaction
Granted that you have high and mighty goals
While I abstain from reaching lethargic any sooner than tomorrow

Of course you are not going to miss out on life
There is much a happening and even more to be done
Where seas have brought disease and ravaged more than all death could
I have but gone mad
Died too often
Felt too much
And you have done your best
To help me out of my spiraling contradiction
Where you suffer every gift
Where I have been born
I shun all birth

RC