the downside of resilience
is you spend a lot of your life as a bull
happily towing loads for limber goats who
you know would never (could never)
do the same for you if you switched places.
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there isn't supposed to be room for favours
on this sweating, sweltering soil;
every extra kilometer you squeeze
is one that you will (and must) squeeze alone.
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Hello. I am @ForeverYoung299 I am here with a short review.
I might be wrong, but I think it will be better to write that is you spend...
I don't think the bracket is necessary.
This is all. It was well written. I really liked the meaning. The hardship and the struggle. There is really no room for favour and there is struggle everywhere.
It was a good read
I really like the abstract meaning of this poem. You get lost in this image of struggle and hardship, happiness and generosity and then you are brought back by the last two lines which signifies the relation of the bull and the human. Each serve something weaker than them, helping the less stronger side of nature. It could also be a message of selflessness. The lines:
'there isn't supposed to be room for favours
on this sweating, sweltering soil;'
make me think of the Earth. This then makes me think of people as a whole species and the duty that we serve each other.
The only suggestion I have is that instead of a bull, could this be a donkey? A bull is often viewed as a wild and angry creature and often portrayed in human terms as being stubborn and two-sided whereas a donkey will carry the load and is a docile creature which I think would replicate the way that humans carry on their march contently without much thinking. Maybe this would even prompt the reader to think that even the donkey isn't completely capable of carrying the load, and that even the stronger ones aren't the strongest and even they need some help sometimes. This is completely up to you and is merely a suggestion.
I enjoyed reading this poem.
Thank you so much for leaving your thoughts!
I really appreciate it <3