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SOUND SLEEP

A mistake he may have been
A coital incident that could have been corrected by proper contraception 
Wakefull realization made him think
So he longed for a restful sleep
But the night was not here
Yet the day was more terrifying
The hunger of the people he loved,
No word of gratitude,
Just insatiable needs that never seemed to end,
Sacrifices not seen,
Tears not told of
Sweat upon the black brow
Sweat of unapreciated toil
Stuck reminder that he is a child of Adam
Living the harsh pronouncements of yore
Carrying on waiting for twilight for the day to close
Carrying on to the twilight to fall a sleep
Sound sleep
Like a baby not yet born

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