By Jhantu Randall
Staff Writer & Resident Poet
Hailing From: Tacoma, WA
Life in an instant —
You’re either gonna miss it or get it.
Even when it appears all possible routes have been upended,
Labor given feels endless.
Yet I pine for the same poisonous fruit grown in this corrupted system —
Check out their scheming behavior;
If money is speech, I’ll continue to speak to exhaustion.
Stacking green pieces of paper
Silenced and frustrated.
What’s the move that leads to validation?
Not outside approval but that feeling that’s less foggy and a lot less vacant;
Playing with patience.
All of mine cash their experiences just to register another payment
And still I ask: Do any of us ever truly make it?
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