The poem “A Coming Day” is a reflection of how the work week is approached.
Monday is a coming day right for crying with dismay for the pain that surrounds another grind till week’s end the breadth of work to be endured matters less than madness found the comedies compete for time against the tragedies of the mind the many goals bang about conflicting with each ego’s wish an end result may yet appear while trepidation turns to fear priorities becoming mixed when the plans dance about the tears will flow as a result as the week begins again.
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