Infinity
Was it love or lust
The primeval thrust
These urges to blame
For into this world I came
‘Twas no fault of my own
This sperm and egg
Be it Kings or thieves
A child is conceived
This universe was my home
But I’ve done my penance
Served my earth-bound time
Released from this carcass
This ball and chain
When I ride on the beast
Of Infinity once again
Peter Wicks
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