4 Up Unload Poem by Patrick Keenan
4 Up Unload
I was there
that afternoon
when John Flynn
didn't have it anymore
and he knew it
his knees shakingly
told him so
step by step
It wasn't pretty
so sad - so true
& thru & thru a man
no one looked anyone
in the eye
lest the teardrop fall
as the minutes ached past
heavy on John Flynn's back
Thursday, November 10, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: work
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