Fighting the Tsunami

Life like devastating waves goes down or up; to peace or the other way.

Like swings it moves with force yet not unhinged; there’s no escape.

You must return to face what you leave behind; cruel or kind.

People, refined, those who can smile sitting on needles, hoodwink.

Defending everything, validating all; pretending, talking tall, sugary stuff.

Continuing to keep edifices standing, cementing the wall, blocking chinks.

They know how to look the other side when love bleeds or folks ditch.

‘I fight my battle, you fight yours. We’ll meet when storms have gone astray.’

‘Don’t mix matters personal and social. Learn to take the stab calmly.’

A social animal, yet man’s all alone; fighting the tsunami singlehandedly.