Dice rolling and pens,

Dungeon and dragon those orcs,

The treasure is yours.

The endless cleaning.

Always seeking perfection.

The trash is eternal.

Understanding thought,

Theories begat more knowledge,

Search enlightenment.

Near barren branches,

Singular leaves holding green,

Fears of summertime.

Worker Bees do buzz,

Industrious to a fault:

Shareholder value.

Marching back and forth,

Slow, kinetic energy,

Grinding history.

Darkness of the eve,

With twinkling lights behind;

City light and stars

The joy in my life,

From Kimberlee Morrison,

Bring joy like springtime.

Breakfast for dinner,

A can of twelfth of never,

The simple comforts.

Learn your history,

That you might participate,

Come revolution.