grinder

you grind along

not a statement more the accusation

you grind along keep on going

& like any creature stuck in its tracks

I had no idea on how to respond

I wanna fly she said not this grind

she was setting up her way out

& I knew too it wouldn’t take long

is all I know I say trying not to whine

this has been my life thru’ the ages

is the fate of my people all my kind

we grind we grind we grind hoping

against hope all this pays out more

than subsistence over longest times

the grind to stop the payoff happens

& then comes our time in the sun

but if you got something better baby

show me how stop this ever grind

but she never did y’know they never do

& now I hear she’s working some dull job

convinced herself helping the world to try

I guess this dry as dust ethos is catching

we grind we grind we grind

hoping against hope

this pays out

until we get our time in the sun

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