Life, On It's Different Side Poem by Aez NewHeller

if somebody will ask 'who are you? '
tell him that this is you..
coz you've let the wind bring you
coz you've let the tree let go of you

until in nowhere you flee
until you swam the salty sea
until you felt the dusty sand
until you walked the dry land

until you sunk in the grossy mud
until you're wheeled and felt bad
until you're thrown like a trash
until you met your brother in the rush

instead of a happy greet
'Who are you? ' is what you've met
so tell him that this is you,
tell him that soon
'You will be like me too..
all brown and impaired,
so be prepared..bcoz you will be ugly
after the journey.'