A Question

A voice said, Look me in the stars

 And tell me truly, men of earth,

 If all the soul-and-body scars

 Were not too much to pay for birth

When I’ve felt very low I asked myself the same question.  If I knew what was going to happen would I have wanted to be born?  I don’t know.  Maybe human existence is a special gift given to only a few, but we don’t know it yet.  I’m hoping one day no sense will make sense.