Food of life

Posted: April 22, 2016 in free verse, poem, poet, poetry
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Here’s to you, the sweet food of life
the struggle the pain the strife
blood fights won blood fights lost
Rising from knees at any cost
Here’s to you, you son of a bitch
One arm behind, rope’s half hitch
As hard as you try to tie the knot
you’re not as tough asΒ once thought
Thrown Β brown bottles and broken glass
I’ve dodged your throw and kicked your ass

OC

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Comments
  1. iampeacenow says:

    Awesome write :-). peace to you now within this fight πŸ˜‰

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  2. Right on, OC!!! Must keep kicking the-bad-of-life’s ass!
    Great poem…good message…good flow…love the way you wrote it!
    How is everyone doing tonight?!
    I’m usually out painting the town red on Friday nights, but tonight I am home with Coops…as he is in recovery mode from his surgery on Tuesday. We’ll find a good dog movie (ha!) and snuggle up in his dog-paw blanket to watch it. Too bad we don’t have any hot dogs in the house…it could be a really real dog night! πŸ˜‰ πŸ˜›
    HUGS and Happy Whee-kend!!! πŸ™‚

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  3. Don’t let the bastards see you sweat.

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