Alter Us Does Lord Disaster

as victims
of our ideas
as benefactors
of our ideas

all disasters
do alter us
and flourish after
do the best of us

like fresh water

we need it

pressure

uncomfortable

no high
without low tides
no leisure
without working class
no peace
without militaries

so let there be pain

differentiated 
so there can be pleasure

appreciated 

sought after

and extricated
truly like treasure

Reviews

[Quill]

a part of me wonders what angle this poem leans towards, could it be "no pain no gain" or the "calm before a storm", or am i completely lost on this one. whatever the case i do find it intriguing

[Davidgeo]

At the very, very base of this I hoped it to mean -- if everything was only one thing meaning would cease to exist as we know it. For an abstract example... if everything was only one shade of one color what use would you have for the word color? There's also a little bit of... "if everything was easy achievement wouldn't mean much of really anything"... in there as well. Of course, this can mean whatever you'd like it to mean... or nothing at all. You get to choose your own meaning.

[Davidgeo]

Oh yeah... there's also a little bit of the "great pressure makes great diamonds" concept as well.

[Quill]

oh, thanks for clearing the air on that one it is a really nice concept