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Life's A Bitch, Darling
Life's always pleased, it seems, to ambush us
upon our road at times we least expect
it, coming crashing in with all its fuss
to leave our dreams, so precious, smashed and wrecked.
At any opportunity, with games
and painful tricks, it loves to see us hurt,
it loves to see our hopes go up in flames,
it loves to leave us lying in the dirt.
But up we battered get, we have no choice,
we have to walk along our fated track,
obeying cruel Life's commanding Voice
which calls us on, and there's no turning back.
We only know – on this we can depend –
that living Life will kill us in the end.
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Published 10th Oct 2024
| Edited 23rd Oct 2024
Author's Note
Every day closer to death ⚰️
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10th Oct 2024 5:10am
10th Oct 2024 6:28am
10th Oct 2024 4:07pm
Too true but despite it all there are always nuggets of good ones along life's highway. Savour that more. 😊☕Good read, Ajay.
10th Oct 2024 4:33pm
Cheers, Grace. 💐
Thanks for popping in. I wrote it after I bashed my thumb with a hammer and was suffering the unfortunate painful consequence. ☹️
I hope you're feeling better after your own mishap.
All the best 💐
Thanks for popping in. I wrote it after I bashed my thumb with a hammer and was suffering the unfortunate painful consequence. ☹️
I hope you're feeling better after your own mishap.
All the best 💐
