Survival is
mind and body striving
against all odds,
pushing elephants uphill,
struggling to breathe,
to think,
to make the necessary changes,
to adapt and overcome,
so that one more day
then another
can be finished.
Survival is
victim mentality
turned around
so that passive participation
is not an option
and struggling becomes the norm
racing towards horizons
unknown, unseen
and unwanted
where the race is everything.
Survival is
adrenaline pumping
fighting every step
to simply hold ground
running the treadmill
and forcing the world to turn
to the beat of your heart
while pleasure passes by
silently, swiftly,
and unrecognised
as the sweat blinds.
Survival is mandatory
but I say ‘No thanks,’
I’d rather join the circus called living
Author notes
Written February 9th, 2006
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Dear Uncle,
thank you for your comments on this poem, Firstly let me say you have the idea correct. In this case survival is the aggressive pushing towards the gold WHILE running in a circle. And yes it implies that taking time to smell the roses and live is a better option even when it's chaotic and disorganised. Secondly you saw more in the poem than I did, so thank you for that. -
Hello: I always like your stuff, on this one I've some questions. Survival means what in this poem, aggressive pushing towards the gold, or, mere survival, or something inbetween? I know people in the survival mode and generally they run the same pattern of life repeatedly looking for the best life perservor for the moment. Not much forward movement as much, as the name implies, just surviving. Your last three lines seem to reject the notion of survival and opts for being in the moment, enjoying life. Or did I read that wrong?
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Wow, 'Kethry', this takes ones breath. Thank you.
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Great write .I have survived and i am living and it describes it wonderfully .Love the elephants up hill lol
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