It
What is It?You chased it awayBut it’s back You smothered its breathIt just laughed You headed to sea in a boatBut tossed overboard, saw it float You burned it alive but it roseYou buried it deep, but it grows You prayed for reliefNo avail You reasoned and pleadKeened and wailed What is this thing that won’t leave?Why can you get no relief? The reason there’s no place to hide?You can’t run from what is inside It will fight you until...