LIFE
A beginning,
Without sinning,
What price life?
Or the dice of lady luck,
A handful plucked,
The branches of trees,
And family branches,
Signified the root of life.
Spreading outwards,
The human chain,
Hands and feet, and torsos plain,
Eyes asunder, hunters we became,
Spears of life,
And slivers of pain,
A simple brain knew no fear,
But eyes betrayed a tear of fear.
As man sought woman,
Woman sought man,
A union bound without rebound,
And tied in ribbon with silk and sound,
Little wonder that we became,
A killer race of pounding flesh,
With pace and zest and total sound.
