A Counterpunch On Life Poem by Doris Cornago

You are utterly hopeless against what life throws at you - is it God? How dare you question God, somebody warns you, so you dare not. Two sudden deaths, out of the blue, and you feel you can't bear more. It seems like all the people you love are taken from you - for some reason. A jealous God - not again. So, yes, in mute anger, you think of life not as your opponent, rather, a sparring partner, a trainer to make you tough. Actually, a poor mask for your anger as you want to hurt back as you've been hurt. Dare life to a boxing match, then. It helps you to be angry and to spend your energy on physical training to be stronger, healthier and ready for anything that comes your way.