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

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