The key to a life in constant strife and stubborn exposure
To stress and strain, again and again,
Is sweet composure.
Ah, but how can we advisedly flee from tension
That presses so much that we, as such,
May not combat?
No matter what, a life that is fraught
With pressures galore may not be apt to fully adapt
To life as before.
To be candid and straight, if we fuss and wait too long instead
Of doing what is right to slow down the plight,
We might sooner be dead.