The world of blocks

Description is... first time writing... writing with hart, not talent. Please feedback.

Here we go... be kind.

We are born and we are weak, so they put us in a box for protection.

 

Then we grow strong and we grow wise and in our wisdom we want to own a box.

 

We live in our box, we have happy times we have sad time but above all we live and we survive.

 

We raise a family in our own special place, we protect them, we love them, all within the confines of our own special box.

 

And then we grow old and frail and weak, there is only one place that they can think we can go, we go to the eternal place of rest deep in the earth our finale cube of existence.

 

There is a glimmer of hope this is not the end only a new corner in the world that is a cube.