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| There is no 'New Deal' |
| by Robert E Bastarache |
there are those who walk among us unfettered
others encumbered by burdens unduly assumed.
by these selfsame burdens they are consumed:
never free of a load unbidden
merely possessed
yoked
chained
with no hope of reprieve
Yet these fools
knowing full well
the nature of their Quixotic folly
choose demise over conquest
to wear the fruit of their desire
as a badge of honor
tainted all too soon.
Grab those cups
I shall be found among them
no badge
no honor
no quota
shall be found nor effected
to save me...
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