Superlife Poem by Liza Sud

And who have said that I want Super
life and more schooling after all?
and after you - unhappy, cruel
long other worlds?

and are there any true offences
on-after day?
and are we not consolidated
like all the friends?

so simple in the school - the flow
of any life,
and all the play is so enjoying
in whims of mind.

you died. that's all. it's as a stopping.
and no offends.
you're still alive. too bitter - were you
unfortunate?

or it just seemed to you at those days:
plus, minus - lie!
life from God is on all - imposed,
but life is - love!