Lost Souls and Experience

Think sometimes how it would be
to live in anonymity.
Free from ties, and truth and lies
and wondering what friends
will think in the end


Pestilential fear, oh noisome rat!
Of tomorrow and after that
Not in life’s music but the refrain
we learn the hardest lessons as we gain
experience just after we really need it.
No matter how hard we try to keep it
we lose the hope and faith of youth,
trying to distinguish between fact and truth

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Where are the souls that have never been?
Did they never exist because they were never seen?
Never been born, not fated to die,
never been loved or told a lie.
Not a me and not a you,
not a them, or even a ‘who?’


Never seen the sky or heard a song,
never been shouted at or told they’re wrong.
Never laughed or been made to cry
or ever asked the question ‘why?’
If life’s a game we win or lose,
would you play if you could choose?