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374. Life

Somehow I never knew about life
Although I should have expected it at birth
I had been an all knowing soul
Whose time had been detailed to earth
While I’ve been called many a name
My mantle was ordained with idols and prayer
I wasn’t prepared for what I assumed
Was to be a mundane existence down there
As a mighty being I was the master
There wasn’t anything I didn’t know or lack
Yet upon my birth my wisdom was scrubbed
For once born I could not go back
It had been a challenge of the noblest kind
My companions dared me to be among them all
But when I appeared I couldn’t care for myself
And lacked the knowledge for their help to call
They must have been very amused
As I spent my years working to make my way
It wasn’t until I nearly lost my mortal life
That they forced my to ask to live another day
For in a brief moment I knew all about me
Yet I yearned to remain just as I was
A simple human just happy to be
Doing things without purpose just because
To see life through a mortal’s eyes
Is to understand the true gift of life
Oh how lucky people are just to exist
Through all the happiness and strife


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