Routine

Wakin’ up at dawn,
just to get along
in this world of people

sleepin’
peepin’
creepin’
crawlin’ on their needs.

Lookin’ for the next master to please
with a mouthful of disease.

What happened to the dignity?

It’s all gone
along
with every thing I see.

First draft: 140427
Published: 231117