Peering Over The Neighbour's Fence

Why am I sitting here
Feeling bad
About not working a job
I don’t want
I don’t want to
Fix cars
Extinguish burning buildings
Save lives
Sell houses
Teach kids
Arrest criminals

And yet here I am
Feeling bad

Maybe it’s not the job
I want
But the money
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Published on June 03, 2024 14:38 Tags: poem, poetry
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