The Soul is Born
Open the soul,
Two eye lids open.
Born here on planet earth,
life began and we became
a new born babe.
To discover memories,
That would stay dorment.
In the brain,
Never to go stagnent.
Grow older we did,
Before a generation.
That has become addicated
to a pill,
The one to control "menstration".
This poem is about:
Our world