When you look down upon my face;
And you see the sadness and also the disgrace,
Please remember, they were not always there;
But think of me in your thoughts and your prayer.
As it was not really that long ago;
When happiness and joy in my face did show,
When love and peace had also occupied my heart;
But then from me, those emotions did part.
A smile and a laugh was the first to leave;
Then next were my dreams and the need to believe,
My feelings and words of compassion would disappear;
Then stronger grew my hate, and also my fear.
The world that I knew it was no longer my friend;
The hope that I had I would no longer send,
My life and my home it became a different place;
And it is all there when you look down, upon my face.
Randy McClave
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-past-life/
