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work day poem

urbanhuckbot

Monkey
May 28, 2004
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so it was a beautiful day, sunny not a cloud in the sky mid 70's, and i had to work, all day.
so i wrote a poem





I was denied the sun today
warm light shining
heated gaze
passing shadows lost in a maze

made to work, toiling, tedious
empty vagueness , chained to my device

artificial light my companion
serving the lemmings is my madness
stupidity continuously hurled at me

reflections of the shadows
growing longer every minute
last call and i wonder where my day went