Cavity Wall Poem by joseph luka

This life, this death
I try to believe
But in whom do I?
Both… light
Both… darkness
Neither,
Do I choose
Yet, the twin I prefer.




I
So long a life,
To live…
A short while
And full of shortcomings.
Left and right
Both lines so dim
Tidal waves too high to face,
In every corner lurks an owl
Predating even lion preys.



This strife so seem
A waste of breath,
The days behind
And nights to come,
All strength and toils
All wealth and fame,
A waste of time
And waste of chance.





II
A slave to dust
That ends the lust,
And bound to haunting
All the while
So much oblivion
Such a space,
But no stone to earth
is stone to dust.



This sleep so deep
That steals the light
By walls beside
And walls beyond,
Diamond and gold
Spill all around
Yet, no stone to earth
is stone to dust.




How hardest to live
Than easier being dead.
I choose
But to easily die
…lest living hard.