The Vast Majority

We trudge, we trudge, we trek, we slog
We are mired down by this bog
Our boots are stuck in mud and muck
Children of Karma and bad luck
Construct a world of dog eat dog

We walk around, head in a fog
Entries in the captain’s log
Until our mortal husk is shuck
We trudge, we trudge

We’ve forgotten the dialogue
Of Love, church, mosque and synagogue
Prescribe to a bit of nip and tuck
When bullets fly, learn how to duck
An endless supply of vital cog
We trudge, we trudge

T J Therien

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