very considerate

vital as those words must be to me
each end of day is far too late
rain or shine, the dark night is home
younger years meet the prowl of hunters
coming to terms with those who know which
outcome is when humans harm each other
nothing can teach a lesson like failure
so then something the underdogs know all too well
inside a broken mind the
deep cracks think the inhibitions free
every dream delivered with some hot sauce
running so ragged that the nerves get destroyed
and when the engine is dry it doesn’t stop
testy choices that require swift action
endure through each day’s brand new race
don’t divide and conquer
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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