Go on living

We go on living our lives,

while others die in the chill

quiet of wards and houses.


We go on living in front of 

screens that tell us this 

and tell us that about the face 

of life and the fact of death.


We go on living in our spaces 

that confine us and protect us

and make us feel that we are right.


We go on living as an imperative

of being human, but we do not 

subdue the earth—even if we 

think we do—for we are creatures 

everyone, subject to the whims

of what the ancient earth allows.