Borne

BORNE Borne twice to be ressurrected only once. Eye am a victum of society. A causualty of the war on poverty. I was born once of a woman and then again by a dead man. Eye can not explain the place that I am in. It is not the cradle or the grave. The only way I can behave is to be alone again.But wait? Living without love has changed me from what I am become. I need love again to be an actual man. A song that I sung in the desert one day is the melody that play in me. An Angel of mercey SHE calls to me. I here Parme. EYE can hear ewe my parme. Borne again.Me.For Ewe.My Parme.