Steady Poem by Lenny Camacho

We are pendulums
every last one of us
pendulums is what we are
we swing back and forth
from joy to pain
from drought to rain
we swing
steady - steady - steady
we are tick-tick dancers
from beginning to end
life is just a dance
that we follow at our own pace
a dance - a stance - a race
we swing forth and back
until we crack open
like an egg
swinging like a pendulum
from life to death
from death to life
steady - steady - steady