Life Sweet Life Itself: Poems made From Nemesis

 

Beneath the snow so white and pure,
My presence softly, like a moor,
A sense of loss creeps in unseen,
And lingers in your mind, a dream.

If I were to leave you now,
You'd wish to be anywhere else somehow,
A manta ray, a louse, a photograph,
A memory you can't escape.

The sound of money slipping through your hands,
A pack of lies that understands,
The baby that keeps you sane,
The gates of heaven open wide.

God help me, I'm trapped inside,
Buried alive, I cannot hide,
The possibilities are endless,
Give me something more than this.

One shot, and I'll never miss,
I am the babe who sleeps through the Blitz,
A sudden twist, an unexpected love,
Your nemesis, life sweet life.

Beneath the snow so soft and white
I'm a creeping sense of loss and fright
I'm the memory that won't leave your mind
If I go, you'll wish you were somewhere kind
I'm the gentle manta ray
The pesky louse that won't go away
I'm the photograph found in your charred home
I'm the sound of money down the drain to roam
I'm the pack of lies that keep you sane
I am the gate to heaven, open wide
God help me, trapped inside
Buried alive, I cannot hide
But the possibilities are endless, I'm told
Give me something more than this to hold
One shot and I'll never miss
Yes, I'm the babe who sleeps through the storm
A sudden twist, your one true love reborn
I am the nemesis that keeps you on your toes
Baby, I'm life sweet life, with all its ups and lows.