Some cells in the ocean
Created free will
To break and create
To cure and to kill
To revolt and resist
The Big Bang’s chain reaction
And alter the course
Of whatever we can
And yet we will keep
Ourselves bound to the fate
We think we’ve been dealt
With no thought to create
A life that can break
Through the shackles we made
From the words others spoke
The false sense they conveyed
A Life in Poems 