Slave to Labor

Behave
I can't
Endure
I've done
No longer can I be
A slave to labor
Over what it is
Others may see in me
So proceed I must
And shut out doubts that come
The ones that did me in
Like some
In this skin
Trusting
To live not end
Possibilities
Of a life given to me
And I will give it my best
Since I'm not afraid to sweat
Or correct what I need to do
To win
Even if I have to start
From the beginning again
With no resting periods
Between each test
And silent
Without an exclamation used
Or confess to the rest
Finding a grand time
Working on a chain gang
In one collected insane mind

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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