Inertia: The vis insita, or innate force of matter, is a power of resisting by which every body, as much as in it lies, endeavours to preserve its present state, whether it be of rest or of moving uniformly forward in a straight line. Source
Push Back (A Poem)
Tell me something I don't know, I don't know
Tell me something new.
Is this the infamous life?
Is this me though, or You?
When the brown rain falls in earnest
Shall I pick up and run?
When the stains are on my shoulders,
Shall I deny it all, as "done?"
I tried that line before, but
True stories are told on my shoulders,
New me thinks so, too.
Tell her what you learned
Tell her what you learned.
Believe no rain is wasted, until you do
Train your arms to speak
Don't lose the auspicious goo
Life is in your memory
Time makes you,
So lovely.
Oh the hope of forever slanting ground for you and me!

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