posted on Dec, 19 2009 @ 11:01 AM
I am merely mortal man
My soul doth seem to cry
And the curse of being merely mortal
Is that mortal man must die.
Fain would I defeat that death
Hurl insults at my fate
And live at least ten thousand years
Before knocking on heaven's gate.
Though God's will perchance is not my own
My innermost being doth know
That when my life comes to an end
I am free. I have my soul.
And should my life be filled with pain
'Ere death agonies come at last,
The blessing of being merely mortal
Is in the end, this too shall pass.
Written in my dark teenage days.