When I hear the word “perseverance”
I think of a petrified tree
That persevered for millions of years
But turned into stone.

Petrification
Is the cost of resilience.

Turning into stone
Is the answer to battering.

Is this a fair price to pay?
Yes, if you like being a rock.

By choosing to persevere
We choose between life and death.
Fast versus slow is a matter of choice.

Is it worth living life as a fossil?
Is it not more glorious to charge into a doomed battle?
And be crushed like a fly.

Our aspirations weigh on us as rocks.
We crack,
Or turn into boulders
That pile on to crush the still living.

Is this the life I want?
I think not.
Perseverance is an excuse.