Monday, March 24, 2008

If you knew who you were pre-born
Damned if life wouldn't be dull
To understand would be to mourn
All lives that had brought unto cull

Privileged I am from past pleasure
My lives brought forward for review
But even I can feel way to much pressure
To live in the past lives of a few

You live each life in the present
A gift they gave you at Home
Memory is taken from your essence
Of spirit from the real you

I failed to give up my essence
Or I got the cheat sheet to bone up review
For the times pass of the present
To remember I had a job to do

There are others just like me
To aid the head of the class
To remind mankind of it's reverance
For Love and not the sins of the past