Congruency
Why does it have to be
Hard to live happily
Anxiety throttled
By constant catastrophe
Time chasing after me
Threatening with atrophy
The longer I stay in the fight
If I should so happen
To lose my mind
Along with all of my might
Say goodnight
Will the strength to decide
Be left to relent to
The inept hands of time
Being placed
At the base of faith’s Everest
Made to engage
Heaven’s treacherous climb
What kind of a man
Would I be to decline
Divine opportunity of poignant deployment
To live and die congruently poised in
The graces of pain and the strain of enjoyment
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