Once a Week - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Once a Week

She comes to
His home
Once a week.

She cleans the
Toilets, washes
His clothes.

She vacuums and
Dusts everywhere,
Mops the floors.

Her ever-present
Smile is a
Welcome sight.

He interacts with
Her in a
Polite way.

Below the surface,
He disdains
Her kind.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer