I gave
It
Freely
This life
That
pours
Through
Me
Abundant

Why was
It not
The
Same
With
You?

And then
I saw:

You
Are a
Consumer
Of
Life
&
Inside
You
It lies
Trapped.

It is
Never
Permitted
To
Continue
Its
journey:
You
Hoard
It
As if
There really
Is
No
Tomorrow.

Life
Entering you
Never
Passes
To
Another.

Life
Having
Entered
You
Looks
Out
Of your
Eyes
At me:
Get me
Out!
It
Begs.

But I
Do not
Know
How.