Life will not be denied.
This is why
A baby cries
And a body dies
Gasping in pain.
Life is a struggle
To animate the cold bones
Made of dust and stone:
Ordinary comfort less molecules and elements
Bound together to comprise your body.
Life is a mischievous spirit
That takes up residence in
Otherwise orderly collections of atoms
Lawfully abiding the patterns
Established by the universe's dynamics.
Life moves in, takes up residence,
And will not let go without a fight.