I heard the sound of rain briefly last
Night, while I lay awake in my
Bed, thinking of how my life can
Basically get thrown away in the
Most painful way and no one cares.
When I say "no one" I mean the powers
That, through their obsession to
Please the president, which means
Serving the economy as Priority #1,
We have all become expendable.
Teachers.
Students.
Bus drivers.
Cafeteria workers.
Front office workers.
Custodial staff.
Every single worker in the school
System--the 2nd largest employer
Here -- put on notice.
You. Don't. Matter.
I have made a commitment to three things: finding time for Blue Space (beach, sky), Green Space (earth, woods), and the responses I have to poets & writers. I seek to discover the art of being.
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