Jun 06, 2006 16:57
Written, like a novel,
now new birth growth
beyond the ends.
Random pieces with a purpose
and the first to
fill in the gaps
becomes something,
learns free will,
takes charge,
becomes creative.
yet, soon, imperfect.
Must reinvent
Discard to reboard
But what rights
does this god grant?
We have questions.
Yes, master.
"Walk proud
Sing out loud
It always hurts to wonder why
One more mile
My soul child
You’ll never know until you try"
- Shawn Mullins