Battlefield


Life at a standstill
Is not life
It is a stagnant swamp

Life is an energetic
Dance of opposites
A push-pull

Creation and destruction
Birth and death
Feminine and masculine

Peace will never reign
For peace can't be known
Without it's opposite

Like lukewarm water
On your wrist
Feels like nothing

Most of us
Don't want a lukewarm life
We want to feel alive

Like it or not
You will take sides
You have no choice

Complaceny is pablum
The food for monks and nuns
And the frail and children

For the rest of us
Know war is peace
Life is death--inseparable

Then go out
And fight like hell
For your image of heaven

bjb 3/2022

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