{LIFE}
Life, you weigh heavy with interpretations
I grapple to decipher them.
Straddling two different paths
Let me find the faith to discover,
Or at least feign,
Understanding of the purpose I have.
Life, you don’t always empathize
You impose elasticity when you find
rigidity.
Like a sergeant spitting orders at my
shoulder
The coal-train track-change is in my hands
And I’m meant to pull the trigger.
Life, I have sight beyond your soot-stacked
stations,
Shout if you must, but one thing is true:
I
will travel your rails in my own time.
Hunkered down and hid-away,
Sure, the tears will come,
But no pain will be felt from lack of
living you.
By SARAH G.
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