Sweat to Live
Today
I was at work
shoveling dirt,
moving
wheelbarrows
and carrying
cinder blocks
from here
to there.
During all this
I realized I
will most-likely
never receive
easy money
for my poems.
Then I thought
of the one word,
Yamrus poem,
“Endure,”
and how he’d
summed up
my whole
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