Yorktown Disciple

Quatrain of Growing up

How its done

You came into this world
naked and afraid
looking for a
place to
hide.

You cried because it's all
you knew, but you
were your
parent's
pride.

Eventually you grew up,
but never learned
to think in the
abstract or the
unforeseen.

And when you died you went
to Hell: you had no
conceptual God
with whom to
convene.

Yorktown Disciple.