Pizza Days IntroOnce upon a time, there was a girl...You know what? Screw that. This story doesn't have a "happy" ending. It doesn't even start happy. Not for me, anyway. I can't say the same for my friends, though. They might think their "gift" is the best thing that happened to them, but that's their idea. Me? Yeah, I call it a curse. The vengeful wrath of God because of something I did in my past life or whatever, and instead of moving on, or relaxing in Heaven-or Hell-or Shangri La or wherever I'm supposed to go in the End, I happen to have been reborn with this curse, or gift, as some like to call it.Yeah, you guessed it; I'm a mutant.Now, don't get any ideas. I don't have lightning-speed or super-strength, or anything else that can "help the people", not even the cool invisibility trick or levitation. Like I said, I'm no Fantastic4 or X-Men. My "gift" doesn't benefit me, or the world, at all. The only thing this "strange-occurrence" has ever given me, was trouble. Lots of it. And it's
If Only Things Were The SameI wish I could reach out andRearrange the stars tonight.To change the ways of History,And alter my delight.I want to touch the ground andFeel the soft blades of grass,Not the concrete or the skins of animalsOr the sharp pieces of broken glass.I care about the children andTheir hungry, dying friends.No one knows they're even thereUnless their race finally ends.I hope the birds would come back andSing once again for me.But their homes are being torn downFor our mountains of debris.I like the advance of Humans andTheir simply brilliant minds.But did they ever think aboutThe devestation of our kind?I know the future is unclear andOur paths could change for the best.Our children's children will help this EarthFor all the lives that have been blessed.