Between my shadow and my soul


I worked it out of course
Even if all the privileged,
spoilt, carefree people
Like you and I and Jack and Jim

Worked 24/7,
All of us, all the time,
It's not enough

Our lives will be toiling, shovelling

Grumbling, and it would still be less

And so we could just turn around,
We could read the fine print,
And see it stated, one is all you need.
That's all that's asked. One.

So now you have no excuse

Stay. Hurt. Believe.

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