Paul E Sexton, Poetry
.....THE GRIND

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Get up, fight the traffic,
work all day, fight the traffic
go home, eat dinner go to bed.
Get up fight the traffic
work all day, fight the traffic
go home eat dinner go to bed.
Get up, fight the traffic
work all day, fight the traffic
go home eat dinner, go to bed.
It's the GRIND.
and millions of people live it.
and it robs from them
Robs precious moments.
Moments to love.
Moments to Create
Moments to reflect and seek
and learn and grow.
Moments to breathe and live.
Moments that when added together
are all we have that make up life!
Moments that once they are gone
can never be replaced
all ground up into little bits
inside the GRIND.
You can try not grinding
not fighting, not eating
not sleeping, not working
we all try it at one time or another
but what about stuff?
a car and a place to be
and a family and someone
and everything that comes and goes.

Believe it or not,
sometimes it takes more work
not to grind than to grind.
It's like swimming up stream
all of the time.
So do what you can.
So be who you can.
So love who you love.
and enjoy every precious
special fleeting passing
non-returnable moment,
Because it's all we have
it's all we know
it's all we are
THE GRIND
Get up, fight the traffic
work all day, fight the traffic
go home, eat dinner go to bed.
Get up, fight the traffic
work all day, fight the traffic
go home, eat dinner go to bed.
Get up fight the traffic
work all day, fight the traffic
go home, eat dinner, go to bed...

1998