Survival Imperative
10 July 2005
The walls come tumbling down,
dust, alive, all around,
gravity won't let go,
heavy in tragedy,
alone in tragedy,
dogged by darkness
embracing darkness,
unwilling to surrender,
like Ali,
"float like a butterfly,
sting like a bee"
rushing forward into a sea
of scarred humanity,
you're unwilling to flee,
and you just can't get free,
unseen waters, foul waters,
rushing through your body,
at times
seeking a little
sympathy,
but ultimately
knowing
facing up
to being
alone in tragedy,
heavy in tragedy,
and only
find companionship
if strong enough
to survive.So you pick yourself up
swim against the raging
and find your way back.
© 2005, Satya J. Gabriel