Blind Eye (A Poem)…Caint get no rest
Got two jobs,
Minimum wages,
Maximum labor.
Still picking up canned goods at food banks
To fill these empty cupboards.
I make too much for foodstamps.
99 percent? Who’s got time for math?
This is the forgotten percent.
The poor working class.
Sciatic nerve is acting up.
Feels like fire running down my back.
Burning through my resolve to just keep on.
Keeping on…

Except from poem entitled Blind Eye from The Shaping of an “Angry” Black Woman available now on Amazon!
Welcome to Week 44 of the Creative Buzz Hop. This week’s buzz word is under duress.
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Here’s how:

1. Write something creative, or use an old post. Either about the buzz word choice or something of your choosing.
2. Add your link below.
3. Grab the button on the side, either add it to your post or somewhere on your blog just to let us know you care.
4. And tell folks so we can grow.



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8 Responses to Blind Eye (A Poem)

  1. My under duress is hopefully temporary but right now it is stressful, frustrating and upsetting!
    Melissa Senecal recently posted..The ups and downs of pumping it upMy Profile

  2. What a wonderful piece of prose! I got to check this book out.

  3. Oh I love how the imagery here flowed all over the place, especially the fire in the back, burning through your resolve.
    Considerer recently posted..When your characters take overMy Profile

    • Tamara Woods

      Thank you Ms. Considerer! Considering the way you’re burning through these internets with your excellent prose, it’s high praise indeed. 😀

  4. Beautiful, Tamara. have already linked for ya.
    Michelle Liew recently posted..It cutsMy Profile

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