Why Live?

So much for our quest for glory,

The aspirations to divinity,

It’s time to outgrow the story;

We’ll never count to infinity.

The beast in man,

It thrives all the same,

Leaving us as a clan,

To hang our heads in shame.

I smiled, recalling the Mayan omen:

Earth to be purged of life

– Perhaps, best to happen,

With malice all so rife.

But, the day passed without event,

Apocalypse didn't arrive;

How could it,

          When you wouldn’t relent,

And your heart beat to stay alive?

‘Why live?’

That’s the secret you bore;

And I hoped you wouldn’t give,

If only to quell
                    the storm at my core.