Life Stumbles

Life, why are you always
stumbling?
Can't you see well what
are you stepping upon?
Why so reckless, Life?
Why are you taking so much
pain and trouble?

Would you like me to side
with Death?
It's offering for peace is getting
irresistible.
It's terms and conditions have
become acceptable.

Life, Life, why do you betray
your nature upon myself?

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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