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Weight of the World

July 4, 2013

At times this world weighs heavy on me

A toilsome future I can only see

I would like to lash out and destroy

with all my powers fully employed

but then I imagine the destruction

all of my own whimful concoction

My stomach churns, rebels

some of my anger it dispells

I stop dead in my tracks, bare and dry

wishing only that I could cry

One Comment
  1. Linda permalink

    This is really a great poem.
    Wonderful in every way.
    Short and right to the point.
    Well done.

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