on the run...
the searching
the sighing
the crawling
the crying
the trying to
get things done...
the falling
the finding
the making
the minding
the playing to plan
in the sun...
the cleaning
the cooking
the banking
the booking
the helping to give
others fun...
the hurting
the hushing
the reaching
the rushing
it's simply
death on the run...
Joy Weare.
7th August, 2008.
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