The pain of our ancestors courses through our veins the moment we are born.

The first glorious breath that we take in fills our tiny bodies with trauma.

A traumatic world to be pushed into, even as we lay within a warm embrace.

There's a knowledge placed within us when we arrive on this planet.

We know of the stars and we know of the galaxies.

We know that they welcome and cherish all, but we know some of the planet inhabitants will not.

This we know, and our small bodies shake with cries for justice.

Welcome to the world child. Welcome to this world.

The one in which you'll witness and receive passionate distinct hatred.

Yea, I tell you it is a sad world little one. You'll often wonder how do I belong here, and how long do I have to stay?

But dry your tears for you are strong, there is strength in your heart and peace in your Soul.

Fear not sweet sweet babe because you were born from all the fire of your ancestors, and with so much might within you.

And though you may struggle your fire will never be extinguished, and though you may suffer, know that you will endure.

This is your truth, and this is your light that will forever guide you along your way in dark times.

Ahem... we humans are flawed and very fallible.

We're dualistic beings and that makes us both beautiful and terrifying at the same time.

Seeing that to be the truth, I've wondered where doth thou judgment come from?

Are you not flawed? Are you not fallible?

Are you not a dual being of both good and evil, light and dark?

Raise your hand high, please?

Higher! Because that means you think you're not flawed. 

You think you're a perfect human and thus have the answers for the rest of us unperfect humans.

I'm sorry, but Santa Clause isn't real and neither is the Easter bunny. Oh, and you're just as human and mortal and fucked up as the rest of us. Your time here has an ending and beginning just like mine. So lets not play this game of pretense that we're any different, really.

Can you look me in my eyes and truthfully tell me that you've NEVER committed a wrongdoing of any kind? Well maybe then I'll fall to my knees and worship you.

But more than likely not. For just in that is your major flaw to see yourself accurately, and therefore I am still standing with no desire to worship you or your opinions.

I say, please... he who is without sin throw the first stone, and he who has sinned and throws a stone, gets a stone thrown back in return.

Oh, I'm sorry did that stone knock you off your high horse?

Did you fall from your pedestal on high? 

Yep! I bet that hurt.

It evens the playing field...doesn't it?

Come down here and play as you are. 

As the fucked up human you are, just like the rest of us.

Don't you call me baby and then turn around and start acting shady.

Don't you call me honey and turn around and act real funny.

This ain't no cheap game.

This ain't no thrill ride.

Homie this is my life.

Worth more than your price

At least in my eyes

Now if you're gonna walk with me.

If you're gonna help me climb life's hills

Then I need you to keep it real.

Let me know what's the deal.

Because I have no problem...isolating a problem

Before you know it, I'll isolate you right out of my life.

And I don't care if I'm your wife.

I don't belong to you

Never have and never will

I'm just letting you know how I feel.

Mother, mother.

Mother, may I?

May I escape?

May I seek refuge in you?

May I have nourishment, please?

Mother?

Mother may I be made whole?

May I be seen?

May I be free?

Mother.

Mother, may I?

May I be accepted?

May I feel peace? 

May I have your Joy?

Mother. 

Mother, may I ?

May I touch the hem of your gown? May I be healed?  

May I sit at your feet, and witness your grace?

Mother. 

Mother, may I ? 

May I pray to be yours?

I don't know how to handle all of what life offers within the presence of another.

So don't fault me if I run away,

I simply couldn't stay.

Not now.

Not among the stimuli and the distractions

So please let me shut you out, please understand I must go away for a while 

And I'm sorry if you don't feel my appreciation, it's just all the overstimulation

Just know that your place in my heart hasn't changed

But that my emotions are strong and they run a broad range 

Therefore I look forward to the isolation because with it comes preservation.

Death comes in in its black winged cloak

It comes at any moment of the day or night

It's entrance seems to fill every orifice with woe and despair, grief and anger.

It appears much too big to manage upon its arrival

For what do mortals do in the presence of death, other than shrink and cease to be?

Nonetheless, it has a task to complete, and like a faithful servant it knows its duty to its constituent.

Its duty must be fulfilled, and for that it knows it will be vilified until the end of time.

Death has no companion.

For its due, it leaves marks upon you. 

As if you were left naked in the cold and whipped against your bare back.

Tortuous.

It's as hard and bitter to swallow as rose thorns and dandelions.

It's as if you bore witness to hell itself.

Anguished.

Many mortal cries are uttered to appease the pain.

Yet undeterred, Death marches on. 

And like a judge that has been assigned to keep close watch of a time measured game, no closer eye is kept than the one by Death itself.

It's watch is an unrelenting one.

And it's judgment is unforgiving, and unwavering.

There are no overtimes or time outs that are issued in this game.

The clock runs out... the whistle is blown 

Times up, Times up, Times up.

I knew you like a lifetime ago

Yet when I look in your eyes it feels like just yesterday we were holding hands, strolling in the park, getting caught in the rain and gloriously laughing all the way home.

It was a lifetime ago since I held you in my arms, but my arms still feel the weight of your body in them.

The way it seemed we fit so well together that it must be right, because nothing wrong could ever feel that good.

Well time has moved us on, and I've cherished our time, our memorable season together. It was a treasure and a delight to reminisce if only for a moment, but we both know our time is up. 

As we part from our sweet encounter, it's a reminder of the beauty this world still holds.