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Today’s Short #Poem 305

old stuff pokes up thru the mud

I travelled west and east on foot
for decades
valleys, plains, mountains
villages, towns, cities
I brought you gifts
I went without to buy you gifts
I faced danger to find you gifts

but you looked away
you scarcely bothered
to hide your contempt
you reached
for the chains and shackles

Ashley Bovan

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