Taxes

April 30, 2019

Speaking to a co-worker,

Casual words,

Taxes?

That's something for adults,

Something to complain about at dinner parties,

But I have been working,

Every day and every night,

My taxes are due.

A long night filled,

Complicated forms,

Confusion, and

Checks.

At the end,

there was a big button on my screen,

"Click here to complete your taxes for 2017"

To the government,

It was standard,

I was another check,

but to me,

I was finally participating,

I had made my contribution,

I paid my taxes.

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