From The Lab

Dues & Trenches

Drifting, lost in murky depths
Of oxygen and sunshine's bloom,
All around the people dance
In preparation of my tomb.

Their smiling faces, ever-light,
Proud of a day's work well done,
Little do they know I plan
To step in soon and spoil the fun,
O, I am not the only one,
Crushed under heavy-handed Fate,
See my knees pressed on the ground,
The only way to hold Her weight.

The world is just, in secret ways,
So help me just before I lose -
Don't need to win, just stay ahead,
According to my just paid dues.

Armed in shovel, will, and sweat,
Resting in trenches. Happily,
Digging shelters for future storms,
For that's the way it has to be.
In toil, lies worth, that's the key,
The mystery I've yet to learn,
Under the fire of the day
We curse the gods for getting burned.