In Defense Of Losing

If you tear down all the constructs
We are animals in the woods.
We are animals pausing in the grasslands.
There is blood between this life and the end of it.
A hawk at mid-turn on one wing
And grazing rabbits below.
Most of life is not the hunting, though.
The cruel will convince you otherwise, they will say
You must be a wolf, you must only be a wolf.
But the deer lives a life of beauty as well,
And even the wolf can do no more or less than die.
You say, what does this mean to me?
I have a career, a vehicle I am paying for, a room
Full of products, someone’s first communion, someone
Else’s custody hearing, and they say North Korea
Is moving long-range missles around.
And I say, if you tear down all the constructs
We are animals in the woods.
The only great difference being
We know life will not last forever
And still believe we can waste it.