Behaviour

The fulcrum of my behaviour is life,
Fortune forced its tentacles, conniving
And banishing the very layer I existed in.
The reality faced me in the head of affairs,
Our tails longer, the balancing act was tremendous
And very berated when we fell into the depths of the ocean
Of life.
The fulcrum or pivot was down where it lay-
Life was deciding behaviour, the very act.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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