The Beast of Burden

As I sat and watched him, The beast of burden, The beast whose ever onerous labor Knows no end, Who is persistent in his arduous toil, Carrying out his task with the strength of ten, With the strength of twenty; As I sat and watched him, I had a thought. My soul yearns for more; it speaks to me With lachrymose words, Pleading with me to set it free from the abyss, From that dark insatiable consumer of life That has taken many captive, That has stolen many dreams. As I sat and watched him, It causedConsternation In my heart. So, I threw away the mirror, And promised never to look at him again.