Call To Duty Poem by Dorsey Baker

He comes home
from work
he is so tired
from the daily grind
all the pressure
of people
and things all
around him!
his brain
is so full of tension!
he feels it might explode
razor sharp pieces
flying all over the place
so many times
he has committed the crime
of negative thinking
but he keeps his hands
on the steering wheel
and forces
himself to get back
on the right road
going straight!
Understandable
because he is young
and healthy
and has a family
to feed!