I was never meant to be
The person who bore me
Regrets as I do
Cries as i do
As my children will
And they will as this
Genetic trait does not subside
Nothing to do
But run and hide
And wait for nature
To take its course
And eliminate this
Unspeakable force
Of which was never
Meant to be
For to the universe
We are but a flea
And the world is dying
Just like me
Nature shall run
And we’ll play and have fun
Except I don’t respond
To such a petty plea
Now go and leave
Smile as you go
And although you may
Feel times of strife
You’ll never discern
The sadness I know
For my mind has taken me
Places where no man dare go
But i stay there trapped
Under a pile of snow
Many could’ve helped
as I lay freezing
but to help my condition
is not to pleasing
I’d much rather have on leg
Or be blind, death and mute
So people could see my pain
But my disability is as the same
Server
But no one cares
Because no one can hear
Ben Gageler
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/natural-selection-5/
