Without our consent we're taken from our calm world,
A slap, then a cry, and into this chaos we're hurled;
The ensuing bedlam is referred to as Life - -
I wish I'd been forewarned of the misery and strife,
I'd have said "No thank you, I prefer to remain
An inconsequential atom in a calmer domain! "
Love and Life! ! Following after righteous laws. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ha! Had to laugh at those last two lines. Very clever! A delightful poem! I also really liked the second line... referring to a slap and a cry. Reminds me of when I was born... I was so ugly that the doctor slapped my mother!