The Burden of a Perfect Circle

The clichés are on repeat: life is rough, get over it.

Deal with it. It always happens to everyone.

We are imperfect like a circle drawn by a blind hand.

That circle: broken, open, unfinished, and Keeps rolling

But how?

I bet you didn’t know that a circle is the least effective to engineers.

It provides little support, weak, much like Us.

Our hearts are heavy burdens we should have to live alone.

We should surround ourselves in a triangle cage.

With God at the top, and friends and family as the base

Life is unbearable at times, but the mechanical advantage can be enough

The rough edges and sharp points actually keep us safe, and hold us stronger.

Then commence your so-called eternity.


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