The Easiest Struggle

Life churns, drains, pulls at the fabric of self

Made madness by elemental forces and even

The planet itself tugging you down, down

Gravity unwilling to relinquish its devastating grip

Before time and age and furrowed lines show

To tell the short history of you and who you’ve touched

With tender kindnesses born of woman, mother

That slowly drained from the moment you

Sprung forth into this sharp and jagged world

So unlike the peaceful calm of lulling water

That cradled and cared, cosseted your burgeoning soul

Just like God shall the day you pass from here

To there; that easiest place to reach called death

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