It has to be done
it's for me alone
it will not be fun
i cannot condone
it has to be done
it's time to get down
it's time to get dirty
between now and six thirty
These dark hours can be hot
these dark hours can be sticky
these dark hours hold a key
that open my reality
Have i done enough to please?
have i done enough to delight?
i feel i have done alright!
The initial thought puts me
off at rare times
the initial thought turns me
off at rare times
mostly i await the night
mostly i welcome the fight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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