Sad Fact of Life
Life is cruel and dangerous, mentally, physically and emotionally. This piece reflects upon this, starting all broken and slowly pieces it together to make something beautiful.
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The sad fact of life is we're all gonna die
No question why, only know the definites
It's looming and decadent it crumbles lives
A cause to cry and there's still no solution
There's only one conclusion, not to be solved
We all grow old and look back on what's done
Did we use the gun or were you a pacifist?
A stone-cold strategist or free-flowing spirit
Locked in jail and the question is did you do it?
It's hard to admit when you know life's pointless
We know it's not endless so why suffer through
Bit off more than we can chew how can we cope
Some opt for dope and coke others use their passion
For sport or fashion, it don't really matter
Put down the dagger, don't get nervous
Cos you're not nothing and you've got a purpose
We struggle through life, killing ideas
With no idea why we're killing our tears
Crippled with fear we search for a cheer
But the only one we get is cheering for beer
You scream "I'm here!" but no-one hears
Do you even have friends or simply peers?
Now peer into your soul and answer this question
Do you exist to cleanse or cause infection?
No self-defence we abhor deflection
We hoard and hoard we need a selection
Of useless objects and amazing attention
But our mental health is an inward reflection
Stuck in a loop of cultivated behaviour
With no religion, there's no afterlife saviour
Our actions judge us as much as who we did 'em to
So stop lying to yourself saying it's something you didn't do
To survive in this circus you have to work
No option to shirk you've got to survive
Thrive without a dive just so you can see
Your kids grow up to expand the family tree
Mother, Father, you all need each other
Open up your heart you don't need cover
Cos that's what life is likely all about
2 or 3 people, not ending with a crowd
You didn't live loud, but neither in a shroud
You avoided death, you're not in the ground
Your memory lives in the good times you give
You didn't snap like a twig you grew to a stick
Grew thicker and thicker till you became a branch
You branched out a became a loving heart
Now you don't beat above but under-earth
Dignified death as beautiful as birth
© M P WEISS 2020
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