Why must we exit, this sphere, down here? ... <br />Why must we clear, something, we hold so dear? <br /> <br />Must we go away, to a new life, we know not how? ... <br />Must we go away from all, to test our knowledge, <br />enough, en-ow? <br /> <br />This shell, be mortal... <br />Why must we enter, thy portal? <br /> <br />Why should we wish to see the light? ... <br />What of heart, should we delight? <br /> <br />A trip, departed, from this birth... <br />Why, oh why, must we exit this Earth? <br /> <br />No more, are we to again to live.... <br />Nothing, no more, to substantially, give.<br /><br />Michael Gale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thy-mortal-self/
