Poem - "Birth"

I found a poem I had written; scrawled on a torn piece of paper stuffed into one of my writing notebooks in the back.  I vaguely recall writing it, so I wish I could speak more on my mindset at the time of its creation.

"Birth"

Brave soul, Brave enough for this world

Of slanderous walls and roadways of greed.

You come, despite them, into this earth,

Clothed in a shell cracked in weakness.

You live among them,

You become them

As we all do, it seems.

The world we leave is worse than before.

Yet we return, more and more of us.

Crowding the wretched planet of sin;

The weight slowly crushing the hope from its center, their center,

Our center.

Our bravery is strong.  We will always come back.

We never are defeated.