On The Hamster Wheel Poem by Greg Gaul
On The Hamster Wheel
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Always chasing the money,
Seldom tasting the honey.
Worshipping the drone of work,
Makes me feel like a jerk.
Having no time to think.
How low can I sink?
Everyone else on the same wheel,
No longer know what I feel.
Is my life mostly undone?
Will I ever have any fun?
Cards stacked against me for real,
Let's reshuffle, start a new deal.
Thursday, March 15, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: boredom,life
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