DANGLING
Dangling, not living
Hanging by a thread
Seemingly going nowhere
Unsure of the road ahead
Entangled in a web
This maze we labeled life
Ever seeking direction
No matter victory or strife
Often mindless of our brothers
Entrapped within their webs
Absent in their stormy tide
Appearing once it ebbs
Imprisoned by a material world
Will we ever find a way?
So hard to see the future
When we can’t get past today
Dangling, not living
Leaving little to boast
Incessantly short of enough
But a trifle more than most
Julie C. Votolato
2010
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