The Same

 

THE SAME

 

WE WERE BORN ALIVE

WE WERE BORN THE SAME

WERE WE BORN OF LOVE?

OR WERE WE BORN OF SHAME?

 

WE ARE HERE TO LIVE A LIFE

TO RAISE AND RISE ALIVE

NEAR A SHORE

OR NEAR A PLAIN

NEAR A TREE COVERED MOUNT

OR A DIRT COVERED HILL

NOBODY ASKED YOU TO DIE

NOBODY SHAMED YOU TO KILL

 

YET YOU DO

 

I DID NOT TELL YOU...

TO LIVE A DIFFERENT LIFE

TO LIVE A LIE

TO CHANGE YOUR NAME

 

WE WERE BOTH BORN HUNGRY

BIRTHED CRYING FROM OUR MOTHERS WOMB

PENNILESS BOTH

BORN UNDER A CARING SUN

AND A GUILTLESS MOON

 

YOU WERE TOLD TO CHANGE

YOU WERE TOLD TO CONCEDE

TO LIVE A LIFE OF SPIRITED LUST

WE WILL END UP THE SAME

IN THIS EARTH'S DUSTY CRUST

 

WE WERE BOTH BORN ALIVE

BOTH BORN THE SAME

 

 

GARY A. GLASSER

PYCPOET