Peace or pain is a simple choice.
Ironically, life’s embankment protects while simultaneously eroding.
Does a river run through me?
Is chivalry only found upstream?
Surely it is downstream, too.
Our existence exists as an absurd paradox.
Delectable melodies or wretched throes?
“Sigh,” you say, “too hard a decision.”
No, it will never be ‘or’ but ‘and.’
Peace and pain.
A life in progress.