Struggle and Strife
Both space and time cannot destroy
us, or force us to shed a tear
against our lives' approaching joy.
Can these struggles dissolve what's dear
to our joined souls and make us coy
about a bliss that's nearly here?
We--survivors!--hope against hope
and love against war and bitter strife;
together, we struggle and cope.
We live and die with so little life
or peace against this world's cold scope
as if on the edge of God's knife!
Would it be easier to die,
to quit--to cease and never give
ourselves the means of knowing why?
Death comes to those who never live
or know, but just watch life passes by;--
it's a peril we must survive!
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