The First Page

I wasn't born, created, nor made

I simply came to be

Does that break laws in physics?

Well, I guess that's just me

Matter cannot be created

Nor destroyed, as it goes

But I'm not matter, I don't matter

So say goodbye to prose

My story is a strange one

I won't hide that fact

But I fear not telling it

Would be against all tact

So listen clear and calmly

As I tell you of fate

And how she and I danced

On humanity's hate