Reuniting Opposites

Sometimes life gets too aggressive; It slaps one around a bit; the fall is harder each time. Too many slaps provoke a soul to rage; to lash out inappropriately; the pain, searing down to the bone marrow stings like, vinegar in an open wound. A baser instinct; to attack and defend when, accosted. Passivity can get you killed but, so can aggression. Life dies a vile death when, accosted by too much rage. Compromise travels down a thin, rocky road but, it’s worth it to meet life and death, halfway.