Birth, Life, Death.
A vicious never ending cycle
Or is it?
Who's to say how life starts
Or better yet, how it ends.
Stories after stories,
Myths after myhs
Legends upon legends,
But what is the truth?
Facts broken down by random every day beings
Who's to say that you are better than me
Who dares give you the power to judge me,
To model me
To prosecute me because I choose to be who I am.
Does that give you the power to define life,
To define how it all began and how it will end?
I think not!
I have rights just as you do,
I have the power to define what life is,
and how to live it
just as my neighbour does.
Just because you sit on your high horse all day
Signing papers,
Giving orders,
Appearing on television
Does not mean you can tell me how to live my life.
Birth, Life, Death.
Everyone has their own concept of it,
So accept it!
Some say you see lights after Death,
Others believe in Reincarnation
Where as some may believe in a Spirit Relm
Just deal with it!
Let us live our own lives
and not the life you wish to live.
You missed out, and is no fault of ours.
Deal with your mistakes
and leave us be.
Who gives you the right to punish us,
To mold and toy with us?
The press, the media?
Just because they said it,
does not make it so.
Lets judge you as you judge us.
My, how the tables have turned!
That's right, crawl,
Slink back to the hole you came out of
and think.
Think about how many people you've hurt,
How many you have tortured and brainwashed.
Some of whom may never come back.
I hope you are happy.
Cry and see if we care.
We have our lives to live
The way we want to live it.
Birth, Life, Death.
All must go through it,
But we choose how to experience it.
Leave us be!
We have rights just as you do.
Why do you get to choose?