Living
cutting the edge of living.
Raising your arm to sledge,
sledging away from giving.
Swearing to you my pledge,
Pledging, avoid a swearing.
Stopping to fight in rage,
raging my fight for carrying.
Bearing the truth is hard,
harder to bear the bearing.
Guarding true love from heart
truly, protecting belly.
Nothing compares to you,
if you compare to nothing.
Living's a point of view,
viewing the point as passing.
February 20, 2007
Iouri Lazirko
Copyright ©2007 Iouri Lazirko
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