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Struggle for Existence
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You, We Me What do you do?
Think of you.
Something is lost
Something found.
Something, somewhere
Never turn around.
Having left behind
It is forward march.
Each sunrise
Resist sabotage.
Rebel with a cause. Liked the directness and crisp narration. Razor sharp poetry here. Well done.
Spitfire poem. I liked it immensely. It's always a welcome to have someone say what's on their mind, be blunt, not scared of being brass or abrasive, and put it all on the line. It's this type of honesty and demand of being heard that makes the world get eduacated instead of ignorant. Thanks for sharing.