Soul

Which came first ?

The soul or the body ?

Like rocks ,

those are our souls .

They have a shape ,

each unique to one's own .

Carried by the wind ,

drifting in sea ,

we move ,

change .

After tumbling ,

rolling ,

day in , day out .

Souls , will they be smoothed ?

or

shitted on ,

stepped on ,

pressured ,

till they break .

Souls ,

when forced to change ,

like rocks ,

they break ,

crumble ,

and will never be the same .

You can glue the rock back together however you want .

But pieces ,

those tiny little pieces ,

pesky little fellas ,

dust if you may ,

catch them all ?

Impossible it is .

Once gone always forgotten .

You forget the person you once were .

The soul you once had .

And cracks ,

thin may they be ,

Small are they really ?

Permanently they will stay .

Slowly but surely becoming bigger .

Erosion if you may .

Scars don't just dissappear you know ?

But some rocks flower under pressure .

They turn into crystals instead .

Lucky or unlucky ,

this is the game we play .

The body ,

as complicated it may be ,

is just a mannequin ,

moldable they are ,

jelly , it may seem .

For souls to dress up in ,

'live' in ,

then rot ,

deflate .

Who can survive the longest ?

they say .

Who says ?

I don't know .

I'm not exactly thinking about this .

Do you get what I mean ?