Weight
Just now the feeling has begun
Of weight I cannot bear
An overlap that won't be done
For four more months this year.
I wonder what my God will do
With those who "yes" till fault
Who reach unwise, though year be new
For who to this is call'd?
So thoughtful I begin the day
Own burden nearing fear.
The only answer now is pray
(And get up off my rear.)
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