What's me?

I can't see and I can't laugh
Without thy honour's permission;
All my body, and all my thoughts
And everything I own as stuff
Is under thine own discretion;
So what's me and what's mine
If thou ownest me-all
From foot to spine?
If the eyes don't work
And I can't talk;
If I can't be for me
Nor play I a role,
What's my purpose, where's me
What am I after all?

Freedom

Free prior to conception
In confinement at gestation
Born into a society of norms
To grow up amidst idiosyncrasies
Against artificial legal storms
At times deemed illegal
Oftentimes more, outcast
Free I die, and free at last.

Evolution

Once upon a no cosmic time

There used to be no you and me,

No time, no space

Not a single star and galaxy,

No, absolute nothing

Of everything we now see;

And once upon a cosmic time

The nothing that never was

Became in no time an event,

That beyond, imaginations aside,

Grew infinitely in extent

To be the you and me

And the universe we abide.

WelCome!

Welcome to the world;
Enjoy, prosper and happily live,
Know, research, take and give;
All the beauties and mysteries
Of the Universe yet untold!