Shallow Clay

I am an animal,

or am I just a human,

or maybe animal is human or human animal.

Tell me the difference

and youve figured out life.

Squirrels run around gathering accorns,

run around each other playfully, mindlessly,

passing themselves on.

And, We are stuck in the same order,

gathering the same pieces of paper,

stuck in the same authority, same phrases, same life

passed down to us

and we will pass down ahead

Lets live the way we are expected to,

loving the same things, experiencing the same emotions,

killing ourselves and reincarnating as people of the past,

The new is only dangerous,

danger to your senses because you havent felt it before,

It might give you tears or pangs of laughter,

But when you will be done, you wont regret feeling life

because you felt it, you did it.

And, "You will breathe,

breathe in the air," like never before.

Or, may be, just may be, we do not know

how to feel life,

and we are forced to do the past,

Or, maybe, we are afraid to feel,

because we havent felt before.