Irony: Eulogy tattoos on Infants

First scream, to first dream…first strength to the souls seam…

…first “mama” utterance…..MAMA!!!! Baba????…oh my God you see em

First bite to teething toys and so hits the first light beams

Some say new born intros in this world be best off cradled in caskets…

Souls burn like matches….dreams more flaccid than a Hollywood actress

Might sound spiritually empty…but God said I’m here…repel the norm?

Perhaps…life should flow like melodies from a sax

How true…And I once heard tears can’t be seen through a storm

Time and Flesh battle it out…yet I was born with an eternal mandate???

Sometimes it’s so hard seeing straight…

It’s like your eyeballs rebel to concentrate

Then again I’m not a friend to the perception of fate…

But heavenly Faith…for Christ’s sake

I was born in a world of contaminated traits that feed off the soul’s plate

Think Ill stop before the Devil realizes I’m destroying one of his plans 🙂

Time waits for no man…at least it reminds you right????

Wrong!!…why fight with time we should practicing heavenly songs

Caus’ its all we gonna be doing one day…

See you there…just need to remove these tattoos…