Jeremy C Kester

a poem

Why aren’t good habits easy?
And bad habits hard?
Why must that path make us suffer so,
In trying to do well for the world?
As if doing good is to be punished
Shoved away like a disease
Because it is too difficult to bear
And yet I remember life
How the root of the tree breaks rock
How life must fight to be
Survival often being pain and torment
Resulting in beauty that is life itself
As if life is only possible, only meaningful
If we have to fight for it
So it makes sense then to me
Why the good isn’t always easy.

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