Be Strong, My Friend

You've got to be strong, my friend, this life is not candy, it's concrete, but you pretend that it won't take so long, in the end, for the world to renew itself like a snake. I've got to tell you something, my friend, this life is not for the weak, indeed, it's more than you could ever imagine. The pig in your fridge is not always cut by the butcher; sometimes your favorite uncle gives you candy so it can strangle the dignity of your chest and rest you in peace under a grave of shame. No, you've got to be strong, my friend, this life will send soldiers, and Jack the Ripper has so much in common, still, murder is unlawful when it hurts the ones the law doesn't want to hurt. It is all a game of chess, and chores will keep you from losing your mind, the brain rots when it starts to wonder about this world of ours, no wizard of Oz will ever save us from the blizzard of rage that comes from the dictators from lands unknown until you check them on Google and learn that outside the candy land you speak of, people bleed from dirt, and pain lingers whenever it touches fire, and the fire shall remain red like a swimming pool bathed in pink clay, and a Hollywood cocaine addict drowns in it, depressed that love has not conquered the remnants of his heart, and the thousands, dozens of facials and spa treatments still weren't enough. We don't belong to each other, and when we don't, we hurt each other the most, and die from a broken heart no matter how big the mountain is, the pile of garbage gold you accumulate. This life can fish you out from the rest and cook you for supper if you don't understand that you've got to be strong, my friend.

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

oh my, think this is what is called, a tour de force! You have said what so many feel and think but.. cannot put into words, Lana! Start to finish this is creative yet utterly, completely true to the last comma, the last word, 'my friend'. Life in a paragraph, death to the living, pain to the weak.. and more.

.. outside the candy land you speak of, people bleed from dirt, and pain lingers whenever it touches fire, and the fire shall remain red like a swimming pool bathed in pink clay, and a Hollywood cocaine addict drowns in it, depressed that love has not conquered ..'

Superb, creative, raw yet - deeply emotional.

[Lana]

Thank you!

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

"this life is not candy, it's concrete" should become a cliche. enjoyed this piece full of both irony and nuggets of wisdom.

[Lana]

Thank you, glad u enjoyed it