Dec 19, 2011

the shovel and the crap

The city is not big but the demands
are no less. It is her life, after all.
She gives it all, till there is nothing left
Never expecting anything in return, but
hope is buried
under the apple tree in Freedom Park
(if it hasn't rotted)
The city buzzed with superior importance, just as long as
she gave day and night, without
a fight.... Of course.
If you do, of course we'll love you.
You know how lucky you are, you are the chosen one
be grateful... he's in the shadows, waiting and will do it better
anyway.  If it weren't for this job,
you'd have nothing....

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"You know, I think nothing would beat this crap.  Where's my damn shovel???"

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