Youth to old age to death- Lets rock

by FlowerThatDied   Jun 7, 2005


Baby born,
Starts to crawl,
Baby born,
Starts to bawl,
Crawls around taking in the world,
Not knowing the depression which the world has,
Closing her eyes she begins to breathe,
What a curse the babys been given,
Wants to be in paradise,
Wants to know where to hide,
Growing into a teenager now,
Learning how to hurt, to cry,
Learning to hurt when people die,
Learning to grieve and the loss of love,
Baby is grown up wants to die,
Baby is grown up older now children of her own,
Baby is going to get a husband,
Divorced already,
Growing old wheel chair now,
Ready for the judgement,
To Rock!
Up there with God,
With her mother before her,
And a world full of parties,
She\'s ready to be youthful again.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Tom Swart

    I remember my youth – joseph Conrad once said of youth – I remember my youth and the feeling that will never come back anymore – the feeling that could last forever, outlast the sea,the earth and all men. Ah – to be young again

    Good write – keep it up bud…..