Life
Writing takes an effort as I go
Simple things take time to know
Animosity can rest within
Reciprocity, an exchange of sin
Within a lion's den I wait
Humbly curious of my fate
Will I fall or shall I stand
Isn't that the question of every man?
Or is it this, or is it that?
Distractions come, "The Earth is flat!"
While we quarrel and while we spit
Our heart knows, this life isn't "it."
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