Happy/Sad man


In the midst of everything

There is nothing

To dull the edge

To take away from

Instead to compound

Yet what choice do I

Have but to walk the

Path in front of me

To be careful of this

Compounded edge

To speak softly so

That those you care

Can hear,I am still

the man who started

All of this with rubber

Bands and popsicle sticks

What the hell one

More rubber band

More or less…….

What other choice

Does a mecinic have

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