It starts as life's first breath
An aftertaste of the sweetest death
So begins the newborn lie
Existence sounds it's premier cry
A detrimental infatuation
With the bleeding hands that sustain creation
A conditioned love, and admiration
With a wondrous sense of fascination
Ten rules require application
With an afterlife as compensation
Only one requires communication
In this universal congregation
Prepare for mental isolation
I am your only revelation
Devotion will be your obligation
Spreading my name your occupation
No relevant cause for interpretation
I am beyond your imagination
© Carla, 2011
