Chant Poem by Rob Knetsch

Chant



chanting about this days chores
might change the chance
that you feel choked today

chopping the wood to prepare
for the hard labor of creating
a large amount of charcoal

chasing the fire running wild
while cheating on the chinese
who spends hours doing chores

checking the money left after
the theft done by the man who
is being choked at this moment

cheap and tacky displays of remorse
rapidly changed into a fierce rage
ending with chopping axes chanting

"chant" © 2014 Rob Knetsch

Monday, June 17, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: change,fire,money,work
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