Life is our book
And we are the children
Snatching it up in our arms
Opening it with determination
But something is off
We don’t know it
But we are
Reading it up side down
We think
It is trying to tell us
Something
Anything
We know
It must have
Some purpose
Somewhere
Anywhere
We cry out in frustration
But we can’t find it
Can’t understand it
We just can’t read it!
It is
Up
Side
Down
And we don’t even know it