We abandon poets, dancers,
singers, preachers.
In our labor advances
there were breaches.
We abandoned soldiers, politicians,
fitness enthusiast,
beauty queens, thespians,
cheerleaders gone grassroots.
We abandoned athletes, drummers
focusing on numbers, peridot line colored.
Copper, silver, democratic Demetrius.
Silliness, we abandon leaders.
Acrostic protest sign creating
for labor advances gladly.
We abandon social workers
trying to save us, patriotism.
Directors capturing moments of life,
Vaudevillians, media musing, scribes.
Premature hospice practitioners, abandoned.
Fellow philanthropic, enchantment analyst.
We abandoned champions, managers,
for labor advances, glamorous ships, admirals.
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