Im Here Now Somehow

Something happens, a thought forms, I'm alive 
First memory, looking from my pram, at the sky 
Not a clue where I came from, don’t actually care 
So this is life, reality, I’ve just become self aware 

Bouncing instinctively, whilst breathing on reflex 
As time goes by, I start to imitate moving objects 
Bonding with family and friends, in tears and joy 
For the moment at least, just chewing on my toys 

Then comes early education, perplexing traditions 
Must be kept in check, as I make innate decisions 
Turned out a mischievous child, borderline liability 
But falls and injury, bring me sense of vulnerability 

Meanwhile random events, appear out of the blue 
People start dying, I notice babies being born too
Curiously asking questions, getting same answers 
Told about heaven and hell, emphasis on the latter 

Sometimes wish I could go back, change my ways
But whats the point, life would simply be on replay 
Only get one chance as a child, it’s better than none 
And at the end of the day, is over quick as it begun. 

By
David Kavanagh
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Gaul Avatar
February 28, 2021 at 1:29 PM
Asking the quintessential question is the poet's option. Present tense is certainly a sound first step. Meditation offers awareness. You're on your way David. Nice work.
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February 28, 2021 at 2:23 PM
Thanks Greg, the present is as far as I go in reality, got to admit though I love sci/fi, cutting edge science etc, you need concentration for meditation, which is not my strong point, a work in progress, cheers David
Kinard Avatar
February 26, 2021 at 3:11 PM
Nicely done, I to have ask the question, what are we here for? I hope the find out one day. I grew up in the ghetto, became an Army soldier now I'm a vet. A former DJ and a poet. I ask what's next.
Kavanagh  Avatar
February 26, 2021 at 3:35 PM
I think we can only be sure of today Robert, especially with you being of military stock, I live one day to the next myself, for I believe whatever comes down that road, is random and unavoidable, thanks so much for looking in, cheers David
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