12 March 2013

Keep Calm (Push, Push, Push)

Push, push, push
Like the plant through asphalt
Like the beetle through the needle

Surrounded resentment
Cracking peanut shells
Spilled malt

Keep calm and

2 comments:

  1. To a degree, I think pushing can be life fuel, but after that, it can start to feed greed.
    Really like the way your poem ends.

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    1. Perhaps that's true. Thanks for the comment.

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