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Poem: The Chattel of Life

Updated on August 14, 2012

The Chattel of Life

The chattel of life wears us down

maligning words, heinous crimes


life can be filled with many an estrangement.

Traveling roads to barren places

vacancy and corruption

filling the spaces with overwhelming malignancy

floating aimlessly in abstentia without connection.

The chattel of life and all its transgressions

makes us stronger

delivers us to the fortress of higher being

and its loftier goal, perseverance.

After its quake, survival--

the reaching of potential

surrendering oneself to the ubiquitous forces of the universe

The chattel of life..........

Robin Grosswirth


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    Gypsy Rose Lee 5 years ago from Riga, Latvia

    So true well said if only we can survive all this world throws at us. Voted up.

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    Robin Grosswirth 5 years ago from New York

    Call me, Robin, thanks.

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    50 Caliber 5 years ago from Arizona

    I am thinking that you wish it dismissed? If you run up on others that I just meet you will find the same, after a bit of getting to know one another and become friends via places like Emerald Wells where we cut up like kids and I may make a face book page to share a bit and joke about. I will drop it, from here forward. I really didn't get the message I'm slow that way. :)



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    Robin Grosswirth 5 years ago from New York

    Cam thank you, at 3 am, I unfortunately was a bit sloppy and succumbed to a typo. Again, thanks for pointing it out. Glad you enjoyed it.

    And 50, I thought we addressed the Ms. issue. I find it interesting that you continue to address me with a Ms. ---only me. Prey-tell?

    Glad the poem resonated with you.

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    50 Caliber 5 years ago from Arizona

    Ms Robin, the slavery of life, poor boys term for chattel is a seemingly never ending battle we wage, I did find a way to quit but it took a while for me to understand that to quit one must give up the pleasing of the flesh and move to the spiritual powers that can pack us into the haven of satisfaction, I certainly am glad that I found the way to forget the hour and the day and converse with all that is surrounding us. The ones busy collecting what is here do not understand it won't be there, so they allow their haves to define who they are, never realizing that they have come to ruin and will have to start again, the thought of being born and a child again would scare most folks to seek what is here.

    Peace and Blessings,


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    Chris Mills 5 years ago from Missoula, Montana at least until March 2018

    Robin Grosswirth, The good and the bad in life can certainly be used for our betterment. I enjoyed the poem. One little observation.....You might want to remove the 'n' from "ubiquitous".