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The Western World (Free verse) by mrpresident

Why do we do it? We never stop Why do we bother? We must get to the top. Everyday is another slog Every morning another hell Sitting somewhere in a deadend job Talking on the phone 'Buy' or 'Sell'. We never sit, relax and look We don't have the time to read a book Why can't we stop and enjoy Be like a child with a brand new toy.

poetandknowit 2-Oct-03/10:48 PM
I really don’t get the sense that you have ever worked a dead-end job in your life, thus when you attempt to write about it you actually have to mention the phrase instead of creating or conjuring a metaphor that would get the job done with the desired effect. But since the experience is not there you would never think to come up with that. Nor do you even understand the concept of buying or selling or what is bought or sold by those who sell and buy. And then, yet more rhetorical questions. Think about it.




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