Born To Expire

In this child’s eyes

I see innocence, beauty

And know its course too

Will lead to casualty

We’re born to expire

Not to escape

We come here for a moment

Enveloped by fate

No way to remember

What came before

Or what will follow

Unsure, insecure, obscure

She smiles, laughs, plays and cries

Unknowing of the reasons why

She’ll disappear like me in time

Somehow I have to believe

It all makes some kind of sense

Even if I wasn’t meant

To understand

ⓒ 2004 Shawn Michael Quinn