Life - Poem by Spidey Ortiz
Life is like a river.
The river of life is long and deep.
Sometimes the river becomes rough,
and the swift current overwhelms.
Rocks protruding from the waters
become obstacles threatening our path.
These parts of the river, like life,
for all intent, seem to be impassable.
Water thrashing around us
On the edge of succumbing to the cold water.
At these times we feel, ironically,
as if we may drown in the river of life.
When we feel we can no longer swim,
and it feels as if all hope is lost.
The current slows, the water warms,
and our journey on the river ends.
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