Braven
Life will punch you,
sinuses will remind you
Reality sticks without
emotional glue
Whispering, praying or
incantation into the ether
Do not pretend there is no
reality’s tether
When nothing equals whole
You feel you have a hole
in your soul
Where the heart is
supposed to be tall
Residue of loneliness
slides down the wall
Nobody to witness your
submission, you think
You are always there, so
you are the fink
Do not be one more moral
whore
Crash into life head on to
discover what is in store
That decision in life when
it turns its back
How to endure the rocky
track
Reaching for mater or
pater is craven
Wrestling life forces it to admit you are braven
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