And Do It Goes...

I wrote a poem

A poem

And so it goes
He screams
So he exists
The sun rises
The moon lightens
And the stars cross
He's touched by wood and glass
By the wind and the heat
By bodies , and the water
And Earth
Earth is always there
The touch of it is familiar
And no matter how far he goes at day
At night, Earth is his bed
And no matter how far he goes at night
By morning, Earth's touch is beneath his head
He laughs and cries
And then he smiles
While he dries
His tears
And fights his fears
And he screams
He screams so much it doesn't help anymore
Until he can scream no more
Then to earth he's back
He no more screams
He no more exists
And so it goes.