You ALL are Yearning
(Burning, the thought sometimes quite discerning)
for a feeling of Immense Comfort.
Wanting to be Enveloped,
Wrapped in a Warmth
Yet this "evil" thing is developed....
Though you were snatched from this Place
All senses acute-yet sensing nothing too bold
"Never trust anything that bleeds
for a week and doesn't die,"
You were told.
Muffled from Sound, Harm and constantly Protected,
Yet she has always been unwillfully subjected.
Surrounded by darkness yet living in the Brightest of Light
What unfair and horrible plight
Home where we all Begin
Though SHE committed that ultimate sin
curse or Blessing????
To Bear the life of Human Being.