The Journey From Womb To Tomb
The Journey From Womb To Tomb
From the womb, an ill-lit region
To the world a vivid region
It takes me through various phases.
Childhood enwrapped in the tangerine
Slowly, progressing towards the rainbow
And it's all the blues in my vigorous heyday
The postponement and swedge to iron out is the red phase
While the amber makes slightly alert and vigilant
Green makes me easy going
Then slowly moving to the twilight of the day.
And back to the tomb
Life manifests all hues.