Poetry Blogs (2012, United Nations)
Rose Casserley on no more the demanding sound of his snapping fingers (36 minutes ago)
It’s a day today,
Just like any other day!
We toil we’re paid
And pay our way
As life ceaselessly moving –
Keeps all in ways of conformity
And there; we hasten a quarrel
That life, is not living
If living is only to work.
Thursday 26th January 2012 5:03 am