Condemned to live, condemned to die,
Ignored by passing passersby,
Themselves, condemned as you and I,
To live each day, and each day try,
To live one more, and not to die.
That's the law here, that's the way,
To skip our lives from day to day,
Pretending play is only play,
Not life we've lost and thrown away,
Left behind along our way.
I've no lessons, laws, or rules,
To save us all from being fools.
So far I've not found any schools,
Which teach us methods, give us tools,
To stay alive as life's fire cools.
Love's the only thing I've found,
To aid us on this mad go-round,
Providing guidance soft, yet sound,
To wrap our lives in, keep it bound,
Yet, something most have never found.
Donovan Baldwin