Born Without Identity Poem by Rick Elpers

To be thrust into life without
 desire, born tragically 
against ones true interest 
Only through self content
Do those who perpetrate such
Heartless endeuver to reach
Satisfaction for themselves
Never assume how being
In this world is a sentence
Not unlike a prison
The gamble of health
Of happiness deemed
Acceptable to those who
 will not live in that skin
 Tortured in a merciless society 
Fearing death, always
 hoping for a better life 
and it never comes
Struggle against the notion 
 of self Destruction  always 
Bending to the wind
Hoping that today will finally
Be the one