The Child in You

It is a futile Game of hide-and-seek While killing time What is being killed Is only you The echo Is in you like the cry Fighting its way Out of the womb Life is nothing But a prolonged scream The native sound crying Against a dull sky Where dead animals Grazing at the bygone Stars --- Holy shit No one should Question the origin Of its sound It came from some- Where far, deep down The unknown place The child keeps Calling for some- One, wanting to be heard The song A little off-key But it is a song Nontheless ---LTG, '04