The awful side of life
To live
And lean
Against the Earth
A heavy thing
That holds us upright
Even as it pulls us down.
The awful side of life
To fight
And trudge
Constantly up hill
Against the call of gravity
Made loud amidst the bitter call of nature.
The aweful side of life
To stop
This battle
Against a fruitless foe
Who care not for our wants
And only serves our needs;
In this there is some sense of peace.