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A Life

Are ye climbing a ladder
With no end
Each rung a bell’s distant toll

Are ye shoulder to
The heavy stone
The struggle that does not falter

Will ye light
The torches bright
Or save the fire to warm ye bones

All for one
One for ye all
Prayers to your god bear no relief

Then burn the ladder
Crush the stone
Smother the flame
And then
Let ye live

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This is about the struggles we face in life, but sometimes they are of our own making. Sometimes we have to look beyond the circumstance and concentrate on how to solve our pain so that we can live. The term ‘Ye’ is a tip of the hat to England (mu homeland) and the poetic olde English phrasing, and also to the Ireland where I spent almost every summer of my childhood, the term ‘Ye’ meaning you, your or yours.
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to the "Ye", England and Ireland. I agree that sometimes, our problems are of our own making, that we make too much of what others think and do. There are times when we let others put the burden on us and we carry it because we don't know to throw it off. Good poem and expression of a problem of our own making. ~ Geez.
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It seems that the days and hours that people
are available for chatroom are staggered and
not a good match for most everyone. How about
if everyone just shows up at the door, whenever
they have a few free minutes?

I really like this poem. I see a little more in it...get off yer butt and quit waiting for a god who may or may not exist, to solve yer problems. once I did that, with a monumental problem. I became my own hero and saved my life.

*hugs, to Jake, Cat

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I hope that you are well. just came back for another read. have a great weekend!

*hugs, Cat

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Hey Cat hope you are keeping safe and well xx

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I was backing up ad tripped on that strip of wood that holds the carpet in place. I took a really bad spill. my husband dialed 911. the police, the fire department and an ambulance came! I hit my head really hard. they wanted to take me to the hospital, but I refused. I bruised my backside real good, lol, I hope you are doing better than me.

*hugs, Cat

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Blimey that sounds painful. Hope you heal up soon :)

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