Me

Born screaming small into this world-Living I am.

Occupational therapy twixt birth and death-What was I before?

What will I be next?

What am I now?

Cruel answer carried in the jesting mindof a careless GodI will not bend and

When I die.

If He says my sins are myriadI will ask why He made me so

And he will say 'My chisels were blunt'I will say 'Then why did you make somany of me'.