Push

''Push"                       12-25-17

                     I work until the pain becomes laughable 
                                        a different gear
                        Something simply infathomthomable
                          I work this way so Future shall be...
      
                 I awake in pain  unbearable to me
             Feet timidly hit the floor and shower to skin
     
            Eighty hour weeks,yet in still,A very inviting grin
          
                         This is my Life and as painful as it is

                           My babies shall never know this
     
               /////////////Sorry but Had to ...only time..please forgive the  ''letters''
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Delaney Avatar
August 26, 2021 at 8:22 AM
Hey Jai: good to have you back. Hard to write a lot with those hours. Take care of you. Life is short. Hugs, SuZ
Callus Avatar
January 13, 2018 at 9:24 AM
You could be pushing yourself too hard, Justine, even if things are dictated by necessity! Most people in my country work half what you do! Regards // paul
Lamoureux Avatar
January 13, 2018 at 9:05 AM
A 45 hour week is long enough for me.
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