Prelude Poem by Emily Davidson

Prelude



I apologize for my bluntness,
But my opinion is my opinion
And this I know, shall never sway.
I believe that life is many things, all of which
Are arduous.
Thos who disagree and sugar-coat reality for you
Are liars
And may be trying to sell you something.
If life is a game, then the winners are
The virtuous
The losers are
The corrupt
And I am
A competitor.
Should life be a road, then the adventurous will
Run,
Smiling and panting the whole way.
The cautious will drive,
Watching the world pass by through the
Glittering glass
And I am
Impervious on horseback,
For no matter how many times I fall, I've yet to keep on the ground.
And for you, dear friend of mine,
Life is whatever you see it as.
Call it what you may,
But the obstacles are just the
Same.
You shall face as many as I,
But mine are different,
And yet the same.
Death has never been one to judge,
Not even my petty opinion.

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