# 23

Down In The Void
By GC SMITH

Before we’re born,
while of the void,
it didn't matter
no, not a bit,
it’s simply what came later

We all pretend,
yet, no one can know
what’s out there
waiting for us,
what will be our fate

Some come up lucky,
born with a silver spoon,
other fortunates will
make their way
okay

Then there
are those born
into this world
without a bit
of luck

Those who
life will
tread upon;
those who
fortune will forget

Down in the void
we don’t yet know
if we will be born
to thank the stars
or curse our lot in life