The Reason

I’ve been searching for the reason.

But I was parked on Sheppard Street.

There was nothing new that season.

Just the woke and no new beat.

There was screaming amidst the madness.

A steel jacket filled the hole.

Then, a shot broke up the sadness.

All that stress had took a toll.

The cleaner is working overtime.

The unions gave the nod.

We all know it’s Easter somewhere.

Not much talk of him or God.

Dennis Mantin

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