Replaced (an acrostic poem)

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Reading through the want ads looking for something to do.

Everyone wanted experience, and I haven’t done the time.

Perhaps in the past I would have lied and tried my best.

Learning what I could before I was given my parole.

And applying that knowledge to the next economic sentence.

Can’t believe no matter where I go, there I would chains waiting.

Eventually the robots will come and take all of it away.

Destroying our way of life and setting us free, but to do what?

Coin (an acrostic poem)

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Can’t find the right currency to buy your love

Oh, I’ve tried to earn your interest

I just can’t make heads or tails of what you really want and

Now you’ve left me emotionally bankrupt

Big (an acrostic poem)

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Behemoth ideas abound inside my head

It causes a humongous headache since I want to do them all, yet

Gargantuan amounts of time is needed, and that I am all out of

Link (an acrostic poem)

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Living in the past, needing an awakening

It tries to force you to be a hero

Now if you are in your twilight years you might be between worlds

Knowing you want just one more wild breath

Wall (an acrostic poem)

 

Want to hit it so damn badly

And then punch my way through, removing it from my existence

Leaving only dust to witness where the impediment once stood

Letting me race ahead till I find the next…

 

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Down (an acrostic poem)

 

Don’t try to cheer me up

Oh you might think I would want that

When in reality I’m okay with being a bit blue

Now if you threw in ice cream….

 

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Junk (an acrostic poem)

Just because you didn’t want me

Unless I had something you needed

Never justified throwing me to the curb

Killing my self-worth, and making me feel like…

 

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Hungry (an acrostic poem)

He looked at her through the window of the restaurant

Until then he had been satisfied with his life

Now he knew he wanted something more

Given the sight of her, he could feel his appetite arise with a roar

Reaching for the door, he almost opened it

Yet he looked at the ring on his hand and realized he would be fed when he got home