It is precarious

It is precarious

There is no position

Of strength

Cohesiveness

Is an illusion

You may believe

In death

It is all too easy

To achieve

Even by accident

So many givens

Fallen by the wayside

Even history

Is subject to revision

Beliefs

Are complex concepts

Which are built

On the foundation

Of heart and mind

There is strength

In conviction,

Lack of reflection

With no recognition

Of change in circumstance

Is a weakness

Of the human condition

Value me

We are fragile

Thorns give puncture wounds

Galaxies explode

Civilisations implode

Even an introvert

Can be gregarious

Life is precarious