In Shadow of … (Piece 1)

Life is to be taken
fists clenched & unyielding
and sleep is for the wicked
I sweat at work & in bed

So I succeed or think I do
when I see in cyan & purple
Yet, earth is sometimes brown
devoid of grass, love & sound

Then, life is to be given
hands feeble & freely open
Lots run through empty earths
Fill this void & save my heart