Life Is Seldom Clean-Cut

Life is seldom clean-cut
One stage doesn’t end neatly
And another begins
Life is seldom clean-cut
Like the waves in the ocean
They crash, thunder and roll
Speeding away to reach the shore
Life is seldom clean-cut
Spring rolls into summer
Summer melts into autumn
Falling leaves announce winter
Everything dies
Come spring everything dead arises

Life is seldom clean-cut
A life grows in the dark
For 9 months in seclusion
No one knows what it looks like
No one knows what this person will become
9 months later, life greets the lil one
Everyone says we’re glad you made it…WELCOME!

Life seldom is clean-cut
Relationships never end over night
Bad words spoken
Bitter seeds sown
For too many times a heart is broken
Too many threats flew, too many fights
Then the heart can no longer cry

A heart once whole
Now lays there in pieces
Like a fragmented puzzle
It would have been better
If the red zone dog who broke it
Had been faithful and worn his muzzle

All the pieces scattered about
And day after day
And night after night
She lays there in fear
She is trying so damn hard not to doubt

Life is seldom clean-cut
The old is over
Yet there’s a promise of life
At the end of the dark tunnel
It beckons her
“ Come, come closer, to the light.”

Life is seldom clean-cut
Words spoken behind close doors
Undoubtedly will make it outside
Be ever so careful
Words spoken in secret
Will be shouted from the roof top
Deeds done under cover
Will be exposed and expunged.

Life is seldom clean-cut
Stab a soul in the back
Pull out the knife
Exit wounds hurt far more
Than the initial one
Keep doing her wrong
And soon she’ll say so long
Keep doing her wrong
And she’ll only grow strong
Keep doing her wrong
And she’ll start singing a new song
LIFE IS SELDOM CLEAN CUT!

EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2013