One Who Lives

So you must live as one who lives,
And you must die as one who dies;
There is no suite where you can go
To shield you from the constant (blithesome) lies

So will you rail as one who rails,
So will you falter, as who falls;
Is there no sense that makes it so?
Or are there only empty (callous) skies?

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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