Sometimes Life’s Fragility

Sometimes life’s fragility
Has a way, sometimes harsh
Way, of breaking in like a
Wrecking ball crashing into
The side of an old, abandoned
Building, reminding you of
The words you learned once
Upon a time in Sunday School,
“What does it profit a person
If he gains the whole world
And loses his soul?” and you
Feel like you felt when you
Watched Peter Altringer being
Slammed against the school wall
During recess by the principal
Back in the day when they
Could get away with that kind
Of stuff, except this time it’s
You and all you can say is,
“I’m sorry.”

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