Poem: Survival

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What is survival?
Making it through the day
with your sanity intact?
Having enough food in your belly.
water to stave off thirst
a roof over your head
to protect you from the rain.
Agonizing over to pay
rent or bills or
meals for the children
Going with or without
dragging your feet for hours
mind numbing repetition
only to come home
to repeat it again
and again
and not think or feel
anything beyond that.
How can you contemplate
the universe
or politics
or philosophy
or morals
if you have no room
for a future
beyond the next
sunrise and sunset?

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