Despondency
May 4, 2021
It comes to all of us
I suppose
Who aspire
Perspire
Inspire
Expire
To be good
To do good
To feel good
In the eyes of our selves
In the eyes of others
In the eyes of mothers
Fathers
.
Only to flail
Slip and slither
To the base of a well
In our own private Hell
Where none can fathom
What depth there can be
Beneath what we see
Before where we started
And find in that place
A smidgeon of grace
Midst the vastness of space
Recalling us to life
…
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