Ordinary man

Born crying like many others
I, must have also been confused
What should a poor child expect of life
That saw masked men surround, all around
There was but no way back ,and I like all was born
To live, however, there were things to choose between
Like to eat or to play or to sleep
All I know is, it all I did
Living with time also meant
To choose to listen or to read or to fight and play
To try or to skip or to cheat
Next came in lovehood, and the big doubts
To tell or to wait or to wait
But how long to wait?
Long tussle with the not so holy
Glad if I were now made holy
Many many folly, adjoining wisdom
I'm hopeful would yield many more questions
Life, but, as I now see
A consequence of decision not distortion
Life is endowing, disorienting and so encouraging
My remaining time I know
Is between to eat or to sleep or to play