To be alive is to resist
Every breath sacred
Every second a victory
The world weighs heavy on us all
It weighs down hard upon
The abandoned billions
Be happy you are human
And not a pig
To be alive is to fight
Against the lions
Against the mustard gas sunrise
Against the immobility of zero
If you are alive
You can’t give up
You can give up when you’re dead








I am generally happy not to be a pig. Wouldn’t mind being a dog somedays, at least if I get to pick my owner but that’s probably asking a lot.
Living is a constant choice but there will be more than enough time to rest and recuperate at the end for all of us.
I agree.
I would rather be a cat than a dog. A cat can be free and domestic when it chooses. Dogs are bound to their owners for better or worse
Thanks for reading.
Regards James
are we not like pigs as they are stuck in a pig pen with their waste as we are stuck in our world with out waste…I agree to live is to fight I will not give up easily great write 💕
Thanks for reading.
there is so much shit going on right now.
The pigs above us have turned the world into a pig sty.
Regards James
Poets aren’t giving up. WE have to keep fighting.
I won’t give up even when I am dead…I swear I will not.
I have been so angry lately and just can’t help to write it out.
The lions are winning right now, but they will get their tails caught in the door…and be lead out.
a necessary poem here.
j.
The bastards are winning but hopefully not forever
Thanks for reading
Regards James