childhood

Sorrow, guilt, fury

Run, run, run little one

Race to the finish line

Rush and tag up as needed

Don’t get tripped up

Don’t cause others to fall

Don’t hold back

Watch out for the aches and cramps

Watch out for the false starts

Watch out for the unfair timekeepers

Push through the sorrow

Push the guilt away

Push with the fury

Reach

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  1. Wow A Poem to Describe
    A Reality of the American
    Dream Over the Course of A Lifetime
    In my View Differently of Course oF IT

    For the Common
    Walmart
    Worker

    And Such

    Yes A

    Frigging

    Empty

    Nightmare
    of Pain And Numb
    With Little to No Purpose
    Or Meaning in Life Yet
    ‘Every Day

    Low Prices’
    Filling Up
    Double
    Garage
    Car Flea
    Markets

    Same

    Cost

    Of

    An

    Entire
    Life’s Breath Free

    Some Are Ironically
    Not Resigned to this
    Nightmare and Are

    Resigning

    in Droves

    From

    ‘Bates American Hotel’…

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