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Saturday, October 1, 2022

Working Title - POEM of the MONTH!

Working Title
 
I was dead
In the red
That’s what the Man said
 
Though sometimes (I believe the lie)
My crimes (I cannot deny)
Cause grimes (Get me another rye)
 
When I fall
Will I crawl
Or be stuck in this brawl
 
Against the Man
With the plan
Sometimes with both hands
 
Why do I bleed (When it’s insufficient)
For pride and greed (And indulgent)
Instead of heed (I become belligerent)
 
Drawing straws
"Pen to Paper" by mbgrigby is licensed under CC BY-NC-ND 2.0.

For the world’s applause
With or without a cause
 
I’m a working title
Not accidental
But elemental
 
To the Man
With the plan
Even when I don’t understand
 
Love