Reincarnation

I died in a mist and disappeared in the fog 
When my spirit left the earth 
My body was ripped apart by vicious dogs 
I haunted the earth until I seen a chance 
To dive into someones flesh 

So that I could live again 

I awoke in a body that was so different 
I died but came back as a poet 
Due to reincarnation
How could my spirit be the same when everything else has changed 
I guess reincarnation is something you really can't explain 
For this is not my blood that I shed 
This body means no more to than
a hotel room that gets rented out weekly 
Which means this form is only temporary 
Because in actuality 
you only get one chance 
Even if you get reincarnated 
You still ain't living the life that you were once living 
©Adrian Ware