Embryo

No voice to raise the voice and in the pain.

Silence of the insulted.

Money power the loud laughter.

In the earth, it’s the dance of joy.

I was a fetus.

Not knowing the truth of it.

Like a stupid to be born again,

To know the truth of it.

To be born again,

To know the truth of it.

Trials are the truth.

Never ending trials.