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Shrug | Poem

 
 
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SHRUG


  I can't sing for my supper any more

  so don't measure me by the company I keep 

            working for

  take this world off of me

  I don't need it any more

  it's a broken reed

  I can't suck enough air out of here

  but when I am walking

  when I lay down by the riverside

  when the grain is whole and holy

  and I'm not slivered any more

  when I invoke the name of Lugus

  and the harvest comes

  the blind think all is well

  I'm here to tell you

  all is not well

  and the change that's needed

  is tapping on my shoulder

  so don't ask me to sing for my supper

  take this world off of me

  I can't stay here any more

 

- Ken Peters
 

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