By Atok Dan
When a docking ship stumbles,
moody passengers jerk brazenly,
jabbering violently in self-control
to a sudden end of a voyage
could be a crush,
or can it be a drift in the river,
its magnitude turns wild individually
easily upset passengers could empty their bowls into the
sea
in life you jerk,
but never can it be an end of a voyage,
hitting a dock on a smooth road jerks muscles
fittingly can a plan ends unnoticed
experienced pilot normally survives its episode
blared fearing unfriendly way stations in life,
still, God had a plan
called it tremor of life
enduring heat of success
Aghast by cascading theories in life
it means no end to but a trial
though it sets you afire
your brain charges chemicals for fitness
call it reasoning
or irrational reaction
I know it
does anyone says it is morbidly fascinating
aloof apt
on lonely life aboard
face its double facets,
of bad and good
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