I’m not like you

with your death-stick in mouth

ranting and raving about

life’s lies and a lack of personal clout

you’re just huffing and puffing your efforts away

little engine that coulda, woulda, shoulda

I’m the little engine that will

my will won’t ever die

I can’t lie down when my dreams call me to fly

I will pick up the pace

reinvent my face

and travel the Earth to find my place


MEW 2019

Photo by Paweł Czerwiński on Unsplash

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