Apropos of yesterday's post came this poem, "Men at the Gates" by Gary L Lark. Its about men waiting for a closed factory to open, men who see themselves as builders and cannot adjust to how the world now sees them. I am not sure how much of a poem comprises fair use, so I will only quote its ending:
They wait for the world
to make sense again,
where calluses grow on your hands
and the soreness in your back
means you're worth a damn.
Read the whole thing.
- J
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