Unfold

The pain of change as it unfolds Is oft a tale that stays untold What is seen is a whole creature not deep holes in the feature nor concrete soles that makes his feet hurt It all begins with a soft kiss He is walking with a false bliss Only following in paw prints But the nature of mom's lips Is to rob him of all innocence Trapped in warm spindles of fear A wrapped life form kindles in here Four years bound to shingles of moss Time to leave this life of sloths Break free like that of a moth and Rise again like Christ on the cross