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Tuesday, 24 January 2012

FRUSTRATIONS

Sometimes you piss into the wind
and fart against thunder,
become the bird on the ladder, 
the rat on the treadmill,
searching for the pinpoint 
where reality meets the dream,
as obstructions and craters 
on your path always seem
to divert you left and right,
to cause you to trip and fall,
to test you with frustrations
to challenge your perseverance,
to push you to the edge of the abyss
offering you the devil's choice
of eeny-meeny swim or drown.
But at the crunch hang on to the truth 
that the bastards will never grind you down.

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