Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
—Phillip Larkin
In our lust for power and pelf
We pass on pain to son and daughter
I’ve passed along much hurt myself
It spreads and spreads like dye in water
Our lives are sad; our fate is strange
Life just seems like one big trap
Human beings will never change
Is existence merely crap?
Life is pain; there’s no exemption
I don’t seek meaning up above
Succor pain and seek redemption
In every act of hope and love
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: fatalism, hope, IF I can stop one heart from breaking, love, Phillip Larkin, This be the Verse
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