Burnt toast ....
Hot coffee -
He's off to work .
Snail pace -
Quicksand ahead !
Zombies peering...
Through cracked panes -
American workers robbed of sleep !
Mortgage - car notes ...
Vacation bills from years gone by -
No pretense, a man's got to work .
Taught nerves clutching wheels...
Obscene gestures trading place -
Bang - bang bang !
Crimson tide upon the dash .
This no way to live or not....
In a land where dreamers dare .
Has the dream catcher lost its charm?
Life on the pulse, must be a hard shelled nut .
By Hope Kalé Ewusi ©
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