Struggle and Strife

Both space and time cannot destroy us, or force us to shed a tear against our lives' approaching joy. Can these struggles dissolve what's dear to our joined souls and make us coy about a bliss that's nearly here? We--survivors!--hope against hope and love against war and bitter strife; together, we struggle and cope. We live and die with so little life or peace against this world's cold scope as if on the edge of God's knife! Would it be easier to die, to quit--to cease and never give ourselves the means of knowing why? Death comes to those who never live or know, but just watch life passes by;-- it's a peril we must survive!