Erased Without A Sound
Oh, woe is me, let all lament terrible destiny,
the awful fate encountered as I was doing my
duty: A sudden dropp in blood sugar levels and
I cannot carry on with my lovely document, a
real challenge for innovation and wit, digging
into the past to find its equivalent - applying
it without forgetting to change pronouns and
verbs, past and present continuous tense
All things that my supervisor will check with
a terrible painstakingly scourging eye, but I
have to run - buy chocolate to lift me out of
this blood sugar slump, when there is work
I can do and this evil animal gets me in its
grip it is clear that life is not fair - yet who
wants it to be, being fair might just mean
all little people like me would be erased
Without a sound in the end - no, let me get
at a chocolate and be glad for all the undue
privileges we all enjoy!
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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