Though life is full of pain
We will get up again
And that’s no bull
Though life is full of pain
We will get up again
And that’s no bull
She is determined
To succeed
Alone if need be
Six times, she walked across the bridge of reason
And each time felt the lancing of her heart;
Where waking stretched into a foreign season
With lies, and worlds, and enmities apart
Six times, the antiphons she sought were lacking
But each time she, determined as before:
Shook off her thoughts of portmanteau unpacking
Or setting tired shoes
Beside the door