we are whelped into this labyrinth
the doors closing behind us
no guidance nor provisions
nature versus nurture
survival takes precedent
given only tooth and nail
our struggle is never civil
self preservation over death
until our bellies are full
and there is enough to spare
none cross a hungry man’s path
without the scourge of a fight
plunder and take without regard
knowing small victories
scars represent pride
we proceed as the juggernaut
until reaching the other side


2 Responses to “maze”

  1. Agreed. Life is a constant struggle from Cradle to the Grave. You’ve penned that reality very well here. Few can argue with this piece, and I say “Thumbs Up!”.

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