And so another moment
In which life is swept away
The rug pulled
Revealing that we were standing on thin air the whole time
Another test of my resilience
I don’t know if I have much more of it
It’s hard to know why to try
Again and again
And lose again and again
I keep going for other people
Though I’d like to just lie down
Lie down forever
Somewhere far away
And just stop trying altogether
Accept that nothing ever
Will come to fruition
And that the world beyond this
May be so changed
That simply surviving together will be the best that we can hope for
We are dust motes
On the wind of life
Existence will provide they said
But no-one seemed to realise
That Existence provides
Tragedy and cruelty as well as joy and abundance
And all my brothers and sisters on this Earth
Who have no safe shelter
Who will be sacrificed
To ideology and venality
I weep for them until I cannot bear it any more
We are just small and fragile animals
Getting up again
Time after time
Laying down another rug in thin air
And standing on it
Forgetting the trick played upon us
Forgetting that the only thing we have is each other
That love and friendship are our only security
Will we forget again
Once this is over?
A Hard-Boiled Egg 