Tight spot

Ecclesiastes 1:13 New Living Translation (NLT)

13 I devoted myself to search for understanding and to explore by wisdom everything being done under heaven. I soon discovered that God has dealt a tragic existence to the human race.


Being squeezed


Walking in the gravel and aging rather quickly

Escaping from the gavel feeling mostly sickly

Sweating profusely as attitude seems getting wet

Wishing for moments to be home relaxing in bed


Dreaming to be an athlete in a new career

More than having muscles just between my ears

Removed from all the fat trapped within my reason

It seems quite a hustle surviving out of season



Jan Wienen


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