Perpetual Strife
In order to live his life each day,
the poor man has to earn his way.
For time and energy, he gets meager pay.
What does he receive for each day spent?
Not much more is left after paying the rent.
How can he make a living somehow,
when he is stuck with a dry milk cow?
These are just a few things to encounter in life.
It seems like dealing with perpetual strife.
inspired by another member's poem
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