Living with the Living
Is a funny thing to see.
Side by Side they hate each Side
That dares to touch their 'Me'.

Little Sides do grow up tall
Knowing not to love.
Only to, when cut in line,
Be quick to Push and Shove.

Juxtaposed from 'Death' and 'Dark';
Taboos amongst their number!
Not knowing 'til their Very breath
That Alone they'll go Asunder.

Kyle Hamp

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/living-with-the-living/