Another poetry submission from class participant!

*Author’s name withheld

SLICE

I’m spinning my wheels…

Racking my brain…

The word ‘slice’ only has me think of meals…yet

That be expected and a challenge is my game…

Have you ever thought of life this way…

How if we weren’t given bits at a time…

As from a second to a full 24 hour day…

How confusing the world would combine…

Just imagine all of us awake…

Awake at the same hour…

I believe not even God could take…

Take us all at once – shoot –¬†even I’d give up that power…

So there’s that peice…

What if we all lived alike…

To all be the President with the same feast…

What an awful sight…

Thank goodness we are divided on that…

What about sports – to all play on the same team…

What good is a trophy, along with the same hug and pat…

what would even a trophy mean…

How about attraction…

How would love be learned that way…

to talk of the same satisfaction…

Imagine how boring we’d be, all gay…

Even with drugs…

Not saying I recommend…yet:

All be addicted, to never feel a hug…

I could never comprehend it…

My point is, we’ve been given life as a piece…

It’s thankfully a choice for you to choose – think twice…

Now with knowledge, and given a whole, is to feast…

Given a whole slice differently, now here’s yours, and

here’s my slice.

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