New Blood

I am sure our blood gets refreshed everyday
yet it is hard to come up with something new in mind everyday
The new blood cells must not know what death means
they just pour in with their zeal

I try to match a few words of thoughts
with new blood cells generated everyday
even though I don't know how many cells
these words might have already sacrificed

Words hardly could cover the splendor of life
and all its blessing has brought me into
My words may not come up with a new idea every time
but those are the unique reflections of mine
for the sake of those new cells

Doing nothing consumes anyway