yet we breathe <br /> <br />carrying like medals <br />tokens of being alive <br />food clothes <br />needs more and more <br />coming in and out of door <br />sleeping awake <br />through midlife blues <br />lost jobs <br />broken hearts <br />unkept vows <br />groping in the dark <br />dim-lit days <br />cathartic nights <br />masked social <br />torn in the upheaval <br />tearing within <br />making poems our ailment's remedy <br />our ink's flow <br />a placebo <br />the poet's might <br />a myth. <br /> <br />yet we breathe.<br /><br />Pradip Chattopadhyay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yet-we-breathe/
