Life
A crooked path before us
A ragged race we run
A 9-to-5 grind-to-dust
To keep pace with everyone
We take some time to breathe
A few weeks every year
Before getting back to rat racing
And being ruled by fear
Fear about finances
Fear about jobs
Fear about COVID
and Fascist-led mobs
Fear about terrorism
the Taliban and ISIS
Fear for America’s Democracy-crisis
Fear for our planet
increasingly warming
Fear of our fear
which is constantly forming
When emersed in fear
We don’t live our life
The roses and sunshine
Give way to our strife
And we just live to survive
On the edge of a knife