We're thrown hard into a world
that we know nothing about.
We're born small, weak, and speechless,
troubled with our thoughts of doubt!

Our lives are the brainchild
of both God and the Devil.
The devil sketched the design
while God was being divine!

We only live once, thank God,
but we die when it's our time.
If we don't die when we're young,
we'll grow old before we die!

Our lives are the brainchild
of both God and the Devil.
The devil sketched the design
while God was being divine!

If you speak your piece of mind,
they'll push you back in line.
If you shut up and listen,
you too will be a victim!

Disease
Depression
Hunger
Oppression
Fear
Numbness
Anxiety
Emptiness

Let every piece slowly sink
into your quicksand mind!

Michael Fischer

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/1769-a-brainchild-of-both-god-and-the-devil-life-1769/