Shit Blazes Out of Luck…

Shit  Blazes Outta Luck

We listen to older

country music while we

rack  up the miles in

the ole pick-up truck

in hot pursuit of jobs

Only to be told

you are too old

To compete with any

of these younger ducks

We pile back into

that ole pick-up truck

Kicking up stones

and spitting dust

pulling up our egos

finding that we have found

Shared silence spliced

with common ground

And ourselves still so

shit blazes out of luck.

©g.a.meeder,2015®

“The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.” –Eleanor Roosevelt

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