To live and to die

 

To be breathed life, alive, like a great ocean tide 

 

Ashore by the seaside an eternal lighthouse

 

And to fight until your oceans cease their stir and to desist their cries 

 

Afraid of the water, of what is insidiously inside

 

To have the lo-tide leave the sandy beachhead

 

To exist is to defy

 

To live and to die