The pain of life
You can't escape it
while you live.
It will increase
outrageously
tormentously,
continuing day by day
to steadily increase the pain,
like some malignant cancer on the soul
which you can't even scan
and even less discover or identify,
since it will move about your soul
in constantly increasing turmoil,
chaos and disorder and disorientation
circulating as incessantly as any blood
to wax with life and age and rage
like some infernal road to hell,
the most infernal of them all,
since it will never bring you there
but only push you further on to it.
The brighter side of this, though,
is that with this pain and torture
your maturity will also grow,
the pain will soften you and make you nicer,
smoother and more humble and more flexible,
it's called katharsis,
you will learn something, develop,
this most painful lesson which we know as life
will always teach you something new
to sort things out with
for another grapple with the problem
and some better orientation
how to cope with it at all,
survive and learn some new tricks
just how to endure it.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-12-11 at 20:03
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