Membrane
Membrane
By, Wendiann Alfieri
Though there always is better; there always is worse
This is a blessing
This is a curse
Take it, leave it
Travel for days
Are you leaving the womb?
Are you meeting the grave?
Whether outcomes reach incomes
We haven't a choice
In who stays
In whom plays
In who has a heard voice
In death lies a birth
Somewhere in between is our worth
Theories in circles approached from sadness or mirth:
“Because a last breath can’t be if there wasn’t a first”
Though there always is better
There always is worse
This is life's blessing.
This is life’s curse
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